Book, Verse
1 1, 363 | signs his annual race shall run:~
2 1, 515 | train of woes if I should run,~
3 1, 854 | rolling rivers into seas shall run,~
4 2, 423 | With frenzy seiz’d, I run to meet th’ alarms,~
5 2, 433 | Pantheus? whither can we run?~
6 2, 455 | To run where clashing arms and
7 2, 594 | We run to die, or disengage the
8 2, 650 | father’s charioteer, together run~
9 2, 669 | The fearful matrons run from place to place,~
10 2, 1020| headlong to the burning walls I run,~
11 2, 1088| To run all hazards both of sea
12 3, 238 | cheerful, to my good old sire I run,~
13 3, 472 | vanquish, and what course to run.’~
14 3, 745 | on Cyclopian shores we run.~
15 3, 859 | fix’d my hopes, to these I run;~
16 3, 874 | d with a sudden fear, we run to sea,~
17 3, 899 | gulf, nor dare to Scylla run.~
18 3, 907 | course which he before had run.~
19 4, 697 | tracts of Ethiopian climates run:~
20 4, 836 | They run; they snatch; they rush
21 5, 85 | galleys on the seas shall run a wat’ry race;~
22 5, 117 | various colors thro’ his body run,~
23 5, 168 | below the gentle waters run;~
24 5, 294 | Shouts, wishes, and applause run rattling thro’ the skies.~
25 5, 763 | round the mingled bodies run:~
26 5, 814 | revolving years are wholly run,~
27 6, 483 | Your ship should run against the rocky coast.~
28 7, 12 | shelves of Circe’s shores they run,~
29 8, 63 | thirty rolling years have run their race,~
30 8, 726 | falling stream the refuse run,~
31 9, 62 | find a dastard race, that run~
32 9, 622 | Meantime the Trojans run, where danger calls;~
33 9, 904 | wall the shouts and clamors run.~
34 9, 1056| beyond these rampires can you run?~
35 9, 1077| courage let him dare to run:~
36 10, 309 | half her nightly race had run.~
37 10, 418 | They run their ships aground; the
38 10, 514 | companions? whether would you run?~
39 10, 589 | father’s mortal race was run,~
40 11, 77 | father, ere his race is run,~
41 11, 134 | walks; and the big tears run rolling down his face.~
42 11, 527 | The plains of Latium run with blood around.~
43 12, 104 | Run here and there, and flush,
44 12, 416 | Run madly forward to revenge
45 12, 434 | rest, with swords on high, run headlong to the war.~
46 12, 512 | Their fetlocks run with blood; and, when they
47 12, 696 | The smoking horses run with loosen’d reins.~
48 12, 765 | Rapid they run; the foamy waters fry;~
49 12, 863 | They run around, or labor on their
50 12, 1314| We seem to run; and, destitute of force,~
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