Book,  Verse

 1     II,   479| gliding through Marica's shady grove,~ ~
 2    III,    97|       separates the marsh, the grove sublime 5~ ~
 3    III,   453|     topple down. There stood a grove~ ~
 4    III,   481|                 Draws near the grove and fears to find its lord.~ ~ ~ ~
 5    III,   486|             Awed by the sacred grove's dark majesty,~ ~
 6      V,   146|     Castalian fount and in the grove~ ~
 7      V,   181|        laurel chaplet; but the grove~ ~
 8    VII,   516|     raised within that hateful grove~ ~
 9    VII,   979|         Innumerable, for every grove and wood~ ~
10     IX,   505|        of Rome amid the virgin grove,~ ~
11     IX,   606|     Dwells, witnesses the only grove~ ~
12     IX,  1144|      rock, Hesione; the hidden grove,~ ~