Book, Verse
1 1, Arg | friends whom he thought lost, and receives a kind entertainment
2 1, 167 | once, and in the deep was lost;~
3 1, 319 | Our hope of Italy not only lost,~
4 2, 249 | admitted there, our hopes are lost;~
5 2, 1002| Alas! I lost Creusa: hard to tell~
6 2, 1005| But she was lost for ever to my sight.~
7 2, 1067| And you for lost Creusa weep no more.~
8 2, 1092| pretense of late relief was lost.~
9 3, 376 | of high Phaeacia soon we lost,~
10 3, 409 | have you suffer’d since you lost your lord?~
11 3, 412 | And his remembrance lost in Pyrrhus’ bed?’~
12 3, 612 | thy life, when Troy was lost,~
13 3, 632 | Thou call’st my lost Astyanax to mind;~
14 3, 933 | father, spent with age, I lost:~
15 4, 275 | Who, lost to honor and the sense of
16 4, 324 | Lost in their loves, insensible
17 4, 346 | Regardless to redeem his honor lost,~
18 5, Arg | Palinurus, who is unfortunately lost.~
19 5, 823 | O country lost, and gods redeem’d in vain,~
20 5, 1038| AEneas, when his ships were lost,~
21 5, 1126| infamous for ships and sailors lost,~
22 6, 412 | d aloft, and in Cocytus lost.~
23 6, 457 | The lost Leucaspis in the crowd he
24 6, 482 | guide bereft, the rudder lost,~
25 6, 495 | Which I have lost for this eternal night!~
26 6, 1106| His lost idea back: I know the Roman
27 6, 1213| living, and ador’d when lost!~
28 7, 839 | Their eagles, lost in Carrhae’s bloody plain.~
29 7, 897 | earth and heav’n. Etruria lost,~
30 8, 79 | when the setting stars are lost in day,~
31 8, 614 | The Trojan empire lost, while you survive.~
32 9, 160 | half of all the globe is lost;~
33 9, 419 | Which all in winds were lost, and flitting air.~
34 9, 608 | the helmet which Messapus lost,~
35 9, 954 | A dart were lost within that roomy breast),~
36 10, 420 | Tarchon’s alone was lost, that stranded stood,~
37 10, 660 | the walls of Troy, have lost the light:~
38 10, 1210| preserv’d, and art thou lost?~
39 10, 1259| He’s lost! thy conquest is already
40 11, 88 | friend hast thou, Ascanius, lost!”~
41 11, 350 | employ’d, their embassy is lost;~
42 11, 406 | In Egypt lost! Ulysses with his men~
43 11, 414 | Yet by his own adult’ress lost his life;~
44 11, 420 | Transform’d to birds, my lost companions fly:~
45 11, 1001| deadly darts, not one she lost;~
46 11, 1059| Are lost on me: nor shalt thou safe
47 11, 1257| Their leader lost, the Volscians quit the
48 12, 1159| second sword, when one was lost before,~
49 12, 1215| And her lost sons forget from whence
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