Book, Verse
1 1, 642 | There Agamemnon, Priam here, he spies,~
2 1, 647 | there, where old unhappy Priam stands!~
3 1, 678 | Here Priam sues; and there, for sums
4 1, 921 | The scepter Priam’s eldest daughter bore,~
5 1, 1051| Of Priam much enquir’d, of Hector
6 2, 28 | While Fortune did on Priam’s empire smile)~
7 2, 74 | And Ilian tow’rs and Priam’s empire stood.~
8 2, 385 | Enough is paid to Priam’s royal name,~
9 2, 463 | lately brought his troops to Priam’s aid,~
10 2, 622 | To Hector’s wife, while Priam held the throne,~
11 2, 683 | hundred wives, and where old Priam stood,~
12 2, 691 | Perhaps you may of Priam’s fate enquire.~
13 2, 713 | Hector now in vain, like Priam, would appear.~
14 2, 718 | Behold! Polites, one of Priam’s sons,~
15 2, 726 | gasping at his feet when Priam saw,~
16 2, 758 | Thus Priam fell, and shar’d one common
17 2, 789 | unreveng’d the good old Priam falls,~
18 2, 898 | Reeking with Priam’s blood—the wretch who slew~
19 2, 1032| From thence to Priam’s palace I resort,~
20 3, 2 | And Priam’s throne, by too severe
21 3, 71 | Old Priam, fearful of the war’s event,~
22 3, 382 | reign’d in Greece; that Priam’s captive son~
23 3, 415 | O only happy maid of Priam’s race,~
24 4, 451 | Were Troy restor’d, and Priam’s happy reign,~
25 4, 495 | And Priam’s ruin’d palace to restore.~
26 5, 389 | Diores next, of Priam’s royal race,~
27 5, 734 | The first young Priam led; a lovely boy,~
28 5, 842 | Pyrgo, the nurse of Priam’s num’rous race:~
29 6, 653 | And proud Idaeus, Priam’s charioteer,~
30 6, 666 | Here Priam’s son, Deiphobus, he found,~
31 7, 338 | Old Priam, and this golden scepter
32 8, 210 | When Priam to his sister’s court design’
33 8, 216 | And Priam’s goodly person pleas’d
34 8, 498 | Tho’ much I ow’d to Priam’s house, and more~
35 9, 349 | emboss’d, which, when old Priam reign’d,~
36 9, 378 | Of Priam’s royal race my mother came—~
37 9, 1001| message to the ghost of Priam bear;~
38 11, 401 | As ev’n old Priam might with pity view.~
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