Book, Verse

 1    1, 671 |         fane in long procession go,~
 2    2, 533 |       Mix’d with the Greeks, we go with ill presage,~
 3    2, 746 |             Then Pyrrhus thus: ’Go thou from me to fate,~
 4    2, 865 |                                 Go you, whose blood runs warm
 5    2, 887 |       Urg’d by despair, again I go to try~
 6    2, 957 |    resign’d, and am prepar’d to go.’~
 7    3, 127 |               Undaunted youths, go, seek that mother earth~
 8    3, 208 |        from the Delian god thou go’st to find,~
 9    3, 250 |                      Now let us go where Phoebus leads the
10    3, 292 |      with hunger, and the bowls go round;~
11    3, 618 |                                 Go happy hence, and seek your
12    4, 328 |                                 Go, mount the western winds,
13    4, 548 |                             But go! thy flight no longer I
14    4, 549 |                                 Go seek thy promis’d kingdom
15    4, 615 |       did not with the Grecians go,~
16    4, 777 |     with this ungrateful Trojan go,~
17    4, 847 |    shall th’ ungrateful traitor go,” she said,~
18    4, 909 |                                 Go, Barce, call my sister.
19    4, 938 |       course is finish’d; and I go,~
20    5, 958 |        Pluto’s palace you shall go,~
21    6, 182 |      his brother, and can daily go~
22    6, 920 |      thro’ the blissful meadows go.~
23    7, 196 |      are doubled, and the bowls go round.~
24    7, 209 |                            They go commission’d to require
25    7, 598 |                                 Go now, deluded man, and seek
26    7, 620 |                                 Go; be the temple and the gods
27    8, 223 |        at length constrain’d to go,~
28    8, 562 | brethren beating, and the blows go round.~
29    9, 208 |     they sing, (the jolly bowls go round,)~
30    9, 432 |        around, while I securely go,~
31    9, 510 |                       These men go there;” then rais’d his
32    9, 845 |                                 Go, Phrygians, to your Dindymus
33    9, 846 |                                 Go, less than women, in the
34    9, 847 |                                 Go, mix’d with eunuchs, in
35    9, 869 |                                 Go now, vain boaster, and true
36   10, 445 |        d father, wont in war to go~
37   10, 525 |          with equal strength we go,~
38   10, 762 |      and arm to ground together go.~
39   11, 271 |                                 Go, friends, this message to
40   11, 279 |        more; but I would gladly go,~
41   11, 288 |   around the kindled piles they go~
42   11, 858 |    little Amazon could scarcely go:~
43   11, 1242|     with my message, to Camilla go,~
44   12, 119 |                                 Go, greet the Trojan with ungrateful
45   12, 151 |       day thy wonted force; but go,~
46   12, 352 |   Undaunted to the battle if we go,~
47   12, 981 |         have vanquish’d: let us go~
48   12, 1274|      envious bribes, and let me go~
49   12, 1372|        soul a grateful off’ring go!~