Book, Verse

 1    1, 659 |    wakeful Diomede, whose cruel sword~
 2    1, 768 |    nobler warrior, never drew a sword;~
 3    1, 879 |        Belus then with fire and sword~
 4    2, 585 |                              No sword avoiding in the fatal strife,~
 5    2, 709 |     hanging by his side a heavy sword,~
 6    2, 780 |    burnt, she dreads the Trojan sword;~
 7    2, 907 |                  Haste! gird my sword, tho’ spent and overcome:~
 8    2, 913 |       once again, my glitt’ring sword I wield,~
 9    3, 318 |        their plumes the shining sword rebounds.~
10    4, 386 |                               A sword, with glitt’ring gems diversified,~
11    4, 734 |                  The spoils and sword he left, in order spread,~
12    4, 833 |       drawing forth his flaming sword,~
13    4, 902 |                   With fire and sword pursue the perjur’d brood;~
14    4, 929 |                  Unsheathes the sword the Trojan left behind~
15    4, 977 |                             One sword had serv’d us both, one
16    5, 485 |                               A sword and helm shall cheer the
17    5, 629 |                             The sword and casque are carried by
18    6, 371 |      courage, and unsheathe thy sword.”~
19    6, 662 |          As when his thund’ring sword and pointed spear~
20    6, 703 |         from beneath my head my sword convey’d;~
21    6, 1113|                      By dint of sword his crown he shall increase,~
22    6, 1117|     Tarquin kings, th’ avenging sword~
23    6, 1217|        thee, foot to foot, with sword and shield;~
24    7, 607 |    Tiber’s mouth, with fire and sword destroy.~
25    7, 642 |      Arms! arms!” he cries: “my sword and shield prepare!”~
26    8, 510 |                   With fire and sword my people to destroy,~
27    8, 603 |              He sets his trusty sword upon his side,~
28    8, 823 |             His hands the fatal sword and corslet hold,~
29    9, 169 |                            With sword and fire, the faithless
30    9, 407 |    broad belt he drew a shining sword,~
31    9, 435 |                  With his drawn sword, where haughty Rhamnes lay;~
32    9, 445 |        neck he drives the fatal sword:~
33    9, 461 |                    The wrathful sword, or fewer foes destroys;~
34    9, 567 |                  With his drawn sword. Then, struck with deep
35    9, 577 |         Too late he speaks: the sword, which fury guides,~
36    9, 590 |          Then whirl’d aloft his sword with all his might:~
37    9, 735 |         Slight were his arms, a sword and silver shield:~
38    9, 1038|        Turn’d to the right, his sword the hero drew,~
39    9, 1058|             Shall then a single sword such slaughter boast,~
40   10, 343 |               Thyself the fated sword of Vulcan wield,~
41   10, 435 |               Against the fated sword, which open’d wide~
42   10, 452 |                      The Trojan sword had cur’d his love of boys,~
43   10, 549 |  Grateful mistake! but soon the sword decides~
44   10, 715 |                   He whirls his sword around, without delay,~
45   10, 814 |                     His flaming sword: AEneas couch’d his spear,~
46   10, 848 |      thro’ his breast his fatal sword he sent,~
47   10, 904 |         hand appear’d a shining sword to wield,~
48   10, 911 |        And flourishes his empty sword in air.~
49   10, 964 |                     And now the sword, and now the sea took place,~
50   10, 968 |                   Thrice he the sword assay’d, and thrice the
51   10, 1095|       My strong right hand, and sword, assist my stroke!~
52   10, 1132|                      The lifted sword springs forth to face the
53   10, 1156|         lifted high the flaming sword appears,~
54   10, 1173|        thy arms, untaken be thy sword;~
55   10, 1289|      hast’ning, wav’d his fatal sword~
56   10, 1311|             He said, and to the sword his throat applied.~
57   11, 18  |         was tied his unavailing sword.~
58   11, 231 |       caution, not to tempt the sword!~
59   11, 390 |     arms unknown, and tempt the sword,~
60   11, 513 |       the field, he shunn’d the sword;~
61   11, 691 |                  They clash the sword, and clatter on the shield:~
62   11, 1049|                  With her drawn sword defies him to the field,~
63   11, 1081|               Now cast away the sword, and quit the shield!~
64   11, 1207|                   She drops her sword; she nods her plumy crest,~
65   12, 264 |     then unsheath’d his shining sword,~
66   12, 418 |                   And some with sword in hand assault the foe.~
67   12, 460 |      While Podalirius, with his sword, pursued~
68   12, 480 |                To this avenging sword the faithless Turnus owe.”~
69   12, 501 |                    Clashing his sword against his brazen shield,~
70   12, 534 |         feeble hold the shining sword,~
71   12, 630 |     Arms! arms!” he cries; “the sword and shield prepare,~
72   12, 782 |          to shun the glitt’ring sword,~
73   12, 793 | Availing aid against th’ AEnean sword,~
74   12, 916 |             So shall your fatal sword his friends oppress,~
75   12, 1062|        pieces flies the traitor sword,~
76   12, 1069|             T was not the fated sword his father bore,~
77   12, 1101|              Demands his trusty sword. The Trojan threats~
78   12, 1137|   despairing prince his Daunian sword.~
79   12, 1143|                  One trusts the sword, and one the pointed lance;~
80   12, 1159|                        A second sword, when one was lost before,~
81   12, 1375|         bosom drove the shining sword.~