Book,  Verse

 1      I,     5|       Of all the shaken earth bent on the fray;~ ~
 2      I,   727|       but, Mars, why art thou bent~ ~
 3     II,   789|     Was raised, or yards were bent; a silent crew~ ~
 4    III,    41|                          More bent on war, with mind assured
 5    III,   713|                        While, bent upon the fight, an eager
 6     IV,   146| willow bark they build, which bent~ ~
 7      V,   751|                               Bent on my downfall have they
 8     VI,   267|                     No longer bent on fight, submissive cried,~ ~
 9     VI,   313|               On double onset bent; nor closely kept~ ~
10     VI,   369| Pompeius came (whose mind was bent~ ~
11    VII,   161|                            Is bent upon Pompeius, and on Rome.~ ~
12     IX,    18|             And fixed orbs he bent his wondering gaze;~ ~
13      X,   333|                               Bent 'neath his chariot yoke: