Book, Verse
1 1, 618 | The Tyrians, landing near this holy ground,~
2 1, 1005| dire a god, she drew so near her breast;~
3 2, 701 | An altar; near the hearth a laurel grew,~
4 2, 896 | is wide, th’ approaches near:~
5 2, 961 | And near our palace roll the flood
6 2, 992 | Till, near the ruin’d gate arriv’d
7 3, 7 | Near old Antandros, and at Ida’
8 3, 176 | shouts of sailors double near the shores;~
9 3, 501 | And near the margin of a gentle flood,~
10 3, 549 | to view misshapen Scylla near,~
11 3, 660 | Near the Ceraunian rocks our
12 4, 377 | And near the surface of the water
13 4, 605 | this threat’ning blow so near,~
14 4, 807 | Thy needful cares, so near a hostile town,~
15 5, 219 | The bold Cloanthus near the shelvings draw.~
16 6, 159 | This let me crave, since near your grove the road~
17 6, 247 | great Hector, and was ever near,~
18 6, 524 | And mark’d their near approaches to the flood.~
19 6, 657 | Delight to hover near, and long to know~
20 7, 12 | Now near the shelves of Circe’s shores
21 7, 124 | Which near Albunea’s sulph’rous fountain
22 7, 439 | And both the people near destruction brought;~
23 7, 1089| And those who near Numician streams reside.~
24 8, 270 | Near Tiber’s bank, to graze the
25 8, 853 | Near this, the traitor Metius,
26 8, 909 | Th’ Arabians near, and Bactrians from afar,~
27 9, 647 | Nor was I near to close his dying eyes,~
28 10, 747 | s priest, Emonides, was near;~
29 10, 820 | Nor Venus’ veil is here, near Neptune’s shield;~
30 10, 1181| distant friends he beckons near,~
31 11, 515 | Noble his mother was, and near the throne;~
32 11, 945 | who durst not press too near~
33 12, 82 | His goddess mother is not near, to shroud~
34 12, 224 | Now learn from me thy near approaching grief,~
35 12, 600 | dust proclaims the danger near;~
36 12, 691 | As the black swallow near the palace plies;~
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