Book,  Verse

 1      I,   102|          In peace that ended ill, their prize the world!~ ~
 2      I,   692|      fatal omen of impending ill,~ ~
 3     II,   145|                   Prophet of ill, whose hoary head 7 was
 4    III,    27|      all her mighty husbands ill,~ ~
 5    III,    41|    war, with mind assured of ill,~ ~
 6    III,   416|      find no foe is Caesar's ill.~ ~
 7    VII,   124|    he who promptly meets the ill~ ~
 8    VII,   194|      Caesar, to what gods of ill~ ~
 9    VII,   228| bolts of Jupiter, predicting ill;~ ~
10    VII,   279|               His eager soul ill brooked the small delay~ ~
11   VIII,    49|   thy heart with presages of ill;~ ~
12      X,    37|     earth and thunderbolt of ill~ ~