Book, Verse
1 1, 88 | thro’ empty space would roll,~
2 1, 127 | And roll the foaming billows to the
3 1, 180 | Serene in majesty; then roll’d his eyes~
4 2, 86 | He star’d, and roll’d his haggard eyes around,~
5 2, 232 | That sparkled as they roll’d, and seem’d to threat:~
6 2, 286 | waist their winding volumes roll’d;~
7 2, 328 | Meantime the rapid heav’ns roll’d down the light,~
8 2, 941 | peal of rattling thunder roll in air:~
9 2, 961 | And near our palace roll the flood of fire.~
10 3, 732 | And roll the rising tide, impure
11 3, 913 | And, mingling here, they roll in the same sacred bed.~
12 4, 233 | The rattling thunders roll; and Juno pours~
13 5, 113 | bulk on sev’n high volumes roll’d;~
14 5, 851 | Roll their malignant eyes, and
15 6, 78 | eyes with sparkling fury roll;~
16 6, 268 | Of the bare mountains, roll with ruin down.~
17 6, 783 | sing’d with lightning, roll within th’ unfathom’d space.~
18 6, 838 | Some roll a weighty stone; some, laid
19 7, 45 | And roll’d his yellow billows to
20 7, 341 | while he spoke, Latinus roll’d around~
21 7, 557 | Then roll’d her haggard eyes around
22 7, 1082| Roll’d from a silver urn his
23 8, 119 | He roll’d his river back, and pois’
24 8, 302 | there his raging eyes he roll’d.~
25 8, 347 | Roll’d on a heap, the breathless
26 8, 578 | With eyes that roll in death, and with distorted
27 8, 586 | steel, in the large furnace roll’d;~
28 8, 819 | Proud of the gift, he roll’d his greedy sight~
29 9, 557 | staggers round; his eyeballs roll in death,~
30 9, 680 | They roll down ribs of rocks, an unresisted
31 9, 773 | Roll’d down the fragment of a
32 9, 967 | The frighted billows roll, and seek the shores;~
33 10, 284 | And roll’d their billows on, to speed
34 10, 564 | Roll’d from his chariot with
35 10, 776 | Then sunk, and roll’d along the sand in blood.~
36 10, 829 | Cast from his chariot, roll’d him on the ground.~
37 10, 1113| solid brass, of linen trebly roll’d,~
38 10, 1250| Roll’d in his eyes, and rag’d
39 11, 129 | chariot next is seen to roll,~
40 11, 976 | Thermodon with bloody billows roll’d:~
41 12, 111 | Roll in his breast, and rouse
42 12, 551 | And, as the chariot roll’d along the plain,~
43 12, 766 | They roll to sea with unresisted force,~
44 12, 980 | And wheels below to roll from place to place.~
45 12, 1045| stands the herd; the heifers roll their eyes,~
46 12, 1299| Then, as he roll’d his troubled eyes around,~
47 12, 1362| He roll’d his eyes, and ev’ry moment
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