Book, Verse

 1    4, 539 |                I took the traitor to my throne and bed:~
 2    4, 557 |    Shall smile to see the traitor vainly weep:~
 3    4, 847 |  And shall th’ ungrateful traitor go,” she said,~
 4    5, 1097|             Then thus the traitor god began his tale:~
 5    8, 853 |            Near this, the traitor Metius, stretch’d between~
 6    8, 887 |        Hung on a rock—the traitor; and, around,~
 7   11, 1150| This lucky moment the sly traitor chose:~
 8   11, 1237|               To mark the traitor Aruns from the height.~
 9   11, 1252|                       The traitor heard, and felt the point
10   12, 1062|   all in pieces flies the traitor sword,~
11   12, 1370|                           Traitor, dost thou, dost thou to