Book, Verse
1 1, 137 | And, “Thrice and four times happy those,”
2 1, 166 | Was headlong hurl’d; thrice round the ship was toss’
3 1, 363 | Thrice thro’ the signs his annual
4 1, 610 | Thrice happy you, whose walls already
5 1, 676 | Thrice round the Trojan walls Achilles
6 2, 234 | Thrice from the ground she leap’
7 2, 1077| And thrice about her neck my arms I
8 2, 1078| And, thrice deceiv’d, on vain embraces
9 3, 94 | And thrice invoke the soul of Polydore.~
10 3, 392 | And thrice the name of hapless Hector
11 3, 599 | Thrice chain’d with gold, for use
12 3, 741 | And thrice our galleys knock’d the
13 3, 742 | And thrice the hollow rocks return’
14 3, 743 | And thrice we saw the stars, that stood
15 4, 738 | And thrice invokes the pow’rs below
16 4, 988 | Thrice Dido tried to raise her
17 4, 989 | And, fainting thrice, fell grov’ling on the bed;~
18 4, 990 | Thrice op’d her heavy eyes, and
19 6, 327 | Old Corynaeus compass’d thrice the crew,~
20 6, 329 | Which thrice he sprinkled round, and
21 6, 329 | he sprinkled round, and thrice aloud~
22 6, 681 | Thrice call’d your manes on the
23 6, 950 | Then thrice around his neck his arms
24 6, 951 | And thrice the flitting shadow slipp’
25 7, 191 | s high monarch thunder’d thrice aloud,~
26 7, 192 | And thrice he shook aloft a golden
27 8, 268 | Thrice liv’d the giant, and thrice
28 8, 268 | Thrice liv’d the giant, and thrice liv’d in vain.~
29 8, 303 | He gnash’d his teeth; and thrice he compass’d round~
30 8, 305 | Thrice at the cavern’s mouth he
31 8, 306 | And, panting, thrice desisted from his pain.~
32 8, 693 | cheer her issue, thunder’d thrice aloud;~
33 8, 694 | Thrice forky lightning flash’d
34 8, 695 | And Tyrrhene trumpets thrice were heard on high.~
35 8, 748 | And thrice I sent him to the Stygian
36 9, 798 | Thrice whirl’d the thong around
37 10, 968 | Thrice he the sword assay’d, and
38 10, 968 | he the sword assay’d, and thrice the flood;~
39 10, 970 | And thrice repress’d his rage; strong
40 10, 1251| Then loud he call’d AEneas thrice by name:~
41 10, 1268| Thrice rode he round; and thrice
42 10, 1268| Thrice rode he round; and thrice AEneas wheel’d,~
43 11, 240 | Thrice happy thou, dear partner
44 11, 288 | Then thrice around the kindled piles
45 11, 290 | Thrice horse and foot about the
46 11, 291 | And thrice, with loud laments, they
47 11, 319 | Now had the morning thrice renew’d the light,~
48 11, 320 | And thrice dispell’d the shadows of
49 12, 236 | Thrice tore her hair, and beat
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