Book, Verse
1 1, 155 | secret shelves with fury cast.~
2 1, 187 | angry glance on both he cast;~
3 1, 755 | Cast our torn vessels on the
4 1, 871 | Have cast you shipwrack’d on our barren
5 2, 91 | He said, and sigh’d, and cast a rueful eye:~
6 2, 231 | She sternly cast her glaring eyes around,~
7 2, 547 | On heav’n she cast her eyes, she sigh’d, she
8 2, 601 | Their targets in a tortoise cast, the foes,~
9 2, 778 | But, by the flames that cast their blaze around,~
10 2, 819 | Now cast your eyes around, while
11 2, 1061| happy shore you shall be cast,~
12 3, Arg | his way for Italy. He is cast on several shores, and meets
13 3, 236 | incense in the flames I cast.~
14 3, 262 | Cast from our course, we wander
15 3, 358 | anchors from the prow we cast,~
16 3, 403 | At this, she cast a loud and frightful cry.~
17 3, 780 | He cast on us, from far, a frightful
18 3, 830 | We pray; we cast the lots, and then surround~
19 3, 857 | around my longing eyes I cast,~
20 4, 322 | Then cast his eyes on Carthage, where
21 4, 917 | Then cast the Trojan image on the
22 4, 934 | couch her trembling body cast,~
23 5, 309 | His offer’d entrails cast into the main,~
24 5, 820 | Now cast by fortune on this kindred
25 5, 861 | torches, on the ships they cast.~
26 5, 1014| Then cast the reeking entrails in
27 6, 30 | destin’d names by lots were cast:~
28 6, 49 | He twice assay’d to cast his son in gold;~
29 6, 255 | Then cast his mangled carcass on the
30 6, 273 | He cast his eyes upon the gloomy
31 6, 568 | with pow’rful drugs, she cast before~
32 6, 939 | and on what shores been cast?~
33 7, 213 | round the place a rampire cast,~
34 7, 273 | you by stress of weather cast aground?~
35 7, 629 | She cast him backward as he strove
36 8, 37 | And cast their dubious beams from
37 8, 412 | The stranger cast around his curious eyes,~
38 8, 565 | for angry Jove, they daily cast;~
39 8, 802 | AEneas cast his wond’ring eyes around,~
40 9, 351 | And more, two tripods cast in antic mold,~
41 9, 528 | And miss’d his friend, and cast his eyes around:~
42 10, 76 | The father may be cast on coasts unknown,~
43 10, 215 | Turnus from the camp he cast with shame.~
44 10, 829 | Cast from his chariot, roll’d
45 10, 942 | haggard eyes to heav’n he cast;~
46 10, 1110| He cast to heav’n, on Argos thinks,
47 11, 217 | That cast a sullen splendor on their
48 11, 315 | Are cast a common heap to feed the
49 11, 918 | steed is fierce Aconteus cast,~
50 11, 950 | His helpless lord cast backward on the ground.~
51 11, 1081| Now cast away the sword, and quit
52 12, 457 | his left hand; his other cast him down.~
53 12, 871 | Cast round her eyes, distracted
54 12, 1347| With eyes cast upward, and with arms display’
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