Book, Verse
1 1, 100 | And smooth the waves, or swell the troubled main—~
2 1, 153 | Thro’ gaping waves behold the boiling deep.~
3 1, 164 | From stem to stern by waves was overborne:~
4 1, 168 | here and there above the waves were seen~
5 1, 212 | The waves unruffle and the sea subsides.~
6 1, 335 | channels disembogues his waves.~
7 2, 272 | flaming crests above the waves they show;~
8 3, 540 | The waves mount up and wash the face
9 3, 545 | parts obscene below the waves descend,~
10 3, 691 | you who raging winds and waves appease,~
11 3, 702 | the storms; the winds and waves complain,~
12 3, 729 | Far off we hear the waves with surly sound~
13 3, 739 | To heav’n aloft on ridgy waves we ride,~
14 3, 870 | the shore and touch’d the waves,~
15 4, 357 | drives them down the Stygian waves;~
16 4, 551 | The faithless waves, not half so false as thou,~
17 5, 189 | Dash up the sandy waves, and ope the depths below.~
18 5, 1072| High on the waves his azure car he guides;~
19 6, 201 | Cocytus, with his sable waves, surrounds.~
20 6, 449 | transport vessel cross the waves~
21 6, 455 | who, whelm’d beneath the waves,~
22 6, 480 | by the winds and raging waves I swear,~
23 6, 493 | And now, by winds and waves, my lifeless limbs are toss’
24 7, 784 | Whirls the black waves and rattling stones around.~
25 7, 810 | raging tempest and the rising waves—~
26 8, 90 | My waves shall wash the walls of
27 8, 122 | Borne on the waves, and scarcely dip an oar.~
28 8, 340 | And, where in thickest waves the sparkles drove,~
29 8, 894 | The glitt’ring waves, and cut the precious tide.~
30 8, 944 | By winds and waves, and scudding thro’ the
31 9, 105 | neither winds o’erset, nor waves intomb~
32 10, 107 | And thro’ the waves a wand’ring voyage takes?~
33 10, 158 | And the hush’d waves lie flatted on the main.)~
34 10, 304 | ends a fish: his breast the waves divides,~
35 10, 319 | Above the waves advanc’d her snowy breast;~
36 10, 983 | raging winds and roaring waves oppos’d,~
37 10, 1085| brawny breast he cuts the waves,~
38 11, 2 | Above the waves, and left her wat’ry bed;~
39 11, 843 | Above the sounding waves Camilla flew.~
40 12, 668 | the mid ocean, drives the waves before;~
41 12, 1284| Now stern AEneas waves his weighty spear~
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