Book, Verse
1 1, 30 | Her Carthage ruin, and her tow’rs deface;~
2 1, 73 | Against the thin remains of ruin’d Troy!~
3 1, 327 | When Troy was ruin’d in that cruel war?~
4 1, 920 | To ruin Troy and set the world on
5 2, 41 | pile by Pallas rais’d to ruin Troy.~
6 2, 125 | told again; and hence my ruin rose.~
7 2, 558 | ours beneath the pond’rous ruin lie.~
8 2, 634 | thunder louder than the ruin’d wall:~
9 2, 693 | His ruin’d palace, and his ent’ring
10 2, 759 | With Troy in ashes, and his ruin’d state:~
11 2, 825 | Where yon disorder’d heap of ruin lies,~
12 2, 855 | she falls, and spreads a ruin thro’ the plain.~
13 2, 884 | And in his ruin all his house involve!’~
14 2, 894 | That nothing should of ruin’d Troy remain,~
15 2, 955 | you can yet restore the ruin’d town.~
16 2, 969 | Without the walls a ruin’d temple stands,~
17 2, 992 | Till, near the ruin’d gate arriv’d at last,~
18 2, 1013| Than all I felt from ruin’d Troy before.~
19 3, 3 | When ruin’d Troy became the Grecians’
20 4, 495 | And Priam’s ruin’d palace to restore.~
21 4, 541 | I stor’d and rigg’d his ruin’d fleet.~
22 4, 617 | Nor swore the ruin of unhappy Troy,~
23 4, 717 | Where I my ruin in his arms embrac’d:~
24 4, 964 | The rolling ruin, with their lov’d abodes,~
25 6, 268 | bare mountains, roll with ruin down.~
26 7, 441 | With ruin, war, and waste of either
27 7, 467 | T is thine to ruin realms, o’erturn a state,~
28 8, 254 | Such indigested ruin; bleak and bare,~
29 9, 173 | And final ruin, for a ravish’d wife.~
30 9, 327 | Will yet from ruin save the Trojan race,~
31 9, 685 | The ruin falls: their shatter’d shields
32 9, 727 | All the same equal ruin underwent.~
33 9, 961 | Not with less ruin than the Bajan mole,~
34 10, 72 | By ruin’d Troy, yet smoking from
35 10, 713 | friends upon the brink of ruin stand,~
36 11, 430 | hate remains with me to ruin’d Troy.~
37 12, 994 | thro’ the void the rocky ruin shoots,~
38 12, 1102| The realm with ruin, and their ancient seats~
39 12, 1248| Which haunts the ruin’d piles and hallow’d urns,~
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