Book, Verse
1 2, 37 | The quarters of the sev’ral chiefs they show’d;~
2 2, 300 | Amazement seizes all; the gen’ral cry~
3 2, 447 | To sev’ral posts their parties they
4 3, 88 | But, ere we sail, his fun’ral rites prepare,~
5 3, 259 | d fleet is forc’d to sev’ral ways;~
6 4, 590 | All ply their sev’ral tasks, and equal toil sustain.~
7 4, 723 | The secret fun’ral in these rites design’d;~
8 4, 871 | the pile, to mend the fun’ral flame.~
9 4, 928 | And mounts the fun’ral pile with furious haste;~
10 4, 971 | These fires, this fun’ral pile, these altars rear’
11 5, 126 | The fun’ral honors with more zeal renew’
12 5, 397 | With sev’ral others of ignobler name,~
13 5, 400 | In words which gen’ral approbation gain’d:~
14 5, 801 | the word, and, with a gen’ral groan,~
15 5, 985 | The lots their sev’ral tenements allow.~
16 6, 10 | Thus, while their sev’ral charges they fulfil,~
17 6, 228 | Depriv’d of fun’ral rites, pollutes your host.~
18 6, 446 | d of sepulchers and fun’ral due:~
19 6, 456 | Their fun’ral honors claim’d, and ask’
20 6, 680 | A tomb and fun’ral honors I decreed;~
21 6, 1208| What fun’ral pomp shall floating Tiber
22 6, 1224| Let me with fun’ral flow’rs his body strow;~
23 7, 7 | when the prince her fun’ral rites had paid,~
24 7, 198 | The scouts to sev’ral parts divide their way,~
25 7, 470 | hand o’er towns the fun’ral torch displays,~
26 7, 827 | The fun’ral pomp which to your kings
27 7, 866 | their wish, and arms the gen’ral cry.~
28 9, 47 | For their wise gen’ral, with foreseeing care,~
29 9, 279 | Or buy it back, and fun’ral rites bestow.~
30 9, 337 | The rest our grateful gen’ral will bestow,~
31 10, 290 | Three sev’ral tribes compose the government;~
32 10, 724 | sacrifice, before his fun’ral fire.~
33 11, 33 | Meantime the rites and fun’ral pomps prepare,~
34 11, 78 | Shall view the fun’ral honors of his son.~
35 11, 118 | with their blood the fun’ral flame.~
36 11, 180 | your slain friends may fun’ral rites receive.”~
37 11, 203 | d in the woods, for fun’ral piles prepare~
38 11, 214 | Each with a fun’ral flambeau in his hand.~
39 11, 285 | friends convey the dead to fun’ral fires;~
40 11, 361 | the fresh laments, and fun’ral tears undried.~
41 11, 573 | Unwept, unworthy, of the fun’ral flame,~
42 11, 766 | You, gen’ral, stay behind, and guard
43 12, 823 | crowding troops about their gen’ral stand,~
44 12, 1267| sounding flight, and fun’ral screams of hell!~
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