Book, Verse
1 1, 219 | He soothes with sober words their angry mood,~
2 1, 276 | With cheerful words allay’d the common grief:~
3 1, 291 | These words he spoke, but spoke not
4 1, 563 | With words like these: “Ah! whither
5 2, 98 | My fate ordains, my words shall be sincere:~
6 2, 199 | Then adds these friendly words: ’Dismiss thy fears;~
7 2, 263 | False tears and fawning words the city won.~
8 2, 380 | warning in these mournful words express’d:~
9 3, 57 | and then these dreadful words ensued:~
10 3, 404 | With broken words I made this brief reply:~
11 3, 479 | These words proceeded from his mouth
12 3, 583 | With willing words, and not to write thy fate.~
13 3, 609 | With words like these, his ancient
14 3, 620 | For I with useless words prolong your stay,~
15 4, 5 | His words, his looks, imprinted in
16 4, 72 | These words, which from a friend and
17 4, 133 | With soothing words to Venus she begun:~
18 4, 388 | Then thus, with winged words, the god began,~
19 4, 515 | walls he enter’d, and those words express’d.~
20 4, 650 | And bandied words, still beating on his ears.~
21 5, 400 | In words which gen’ral approbation
22 5, 809 | with the matrons, and these words began:~
23 5, 927 | With cheerful words reliev’d his lab’ring mind:~
24 6, 67 | Of Sybil’s words as many times rebound.~
25 6, 151 | In these mysterious words his mind express’d;~
26 6, 240 | friend the priestess by those words design’d.~
27 6, 722 | And they, perhaps, in words and tears had spent~
28 7, 26 | With words and wicked herbs from humankind~
29 7, 326 | holy boughs, and sue with words of pray’r.~
30 7, 603 | mighty mandates, and her words you hear.~
31 7, 622 | These haughty words Alecto’s rage provoke,~
32 7, 1035| His wand and holy words, the viper’s rage,~
33 8, 50 | And with these pleasing words his sorrow cheer’d:~
34 8, 489 | With these alluring words invokes his aid;~
35 8, 632 | What words can paint those execrable
36 8, 655 | With these foreboding words restrains their hate:~
37 8, 662 | Aw’d with these words, in camps they still abide,~
38 9, 154 | And with these words his trembling troops bespoke:~
39 10, 323 | With pleasing words to warn th’ unknowing man:~
40 10, 627 | their awe, and his stern words, admir’d;~
41 10, 1295| Why these insulting words, this waste of breath,~
42 11, 190 | Thought can but equal; and all words are less.~
43 11, 199 | Thus Drances; and his words so well persuade~
44 11, 476 | see too well; nor need my words explain.~
45 11, 519 | O king,” said he, “your words contain,~
46 11, 581 | These words, so full of malice mix’d
47 11, 585 | never want a stream of words,~
48 11, 771 | Not only words lie lab’ring in my breast,~
49 11, 1199| Bear my last words to Turnus; fly with speed,~
50 11, 1221| mournful sigh, and these sad words ensue:~
51 12, 72 | Such balmy words he pour’d, but all in vain:~
52 12, 362 | With words like these, she carried
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