Book, Verse

 1    1, 157 |        d them Altars, when they rose in view,~
 2    1, 423 |                              He rose, the coast and country to
 3    1, 628 |      steps the marble threshold rose,~
 4    2, 125 |        again; and hence my ruin rose.~
 5    2, 339 |     from their long confinement rose.~
 6    2, 595 |     assault, so high the tumult rose,~
 7    2, 602 |       advancing, to the turrets rose:~
 8    2, 1051|          I stood; like bristles rose my stiffen’d hair.~
 9    3, Arg |  sailing from, when the tempest rose, and threw him upon the
10    3, 38  |               The rooted fibers rose, and from the wound~
11    3, 69  |         horror, and in bristles rose my hair.~
12    3, 671 |          Then wakeful Palinurus rose, to spy~
13    5, 437 |        the foot of Salius as he rose.~
14    5, 605 |                    Dauntless he rose, and to the fight return’
15    5, 972 |                    He said, and rose; as holy zeal inspires,~
16    8, 93  |                              He rose, and looking up, beheld
17    8, 145 |                            They rose with fear, and left th’
18    8, 550 |                                 Rose from his downy couch the
19    9, 100 |               And on the summit rose a sacred grove,~
20    9, 468 |                      For, as he rose, it pierc’d his naked side,~
21    9, 610 |                             Now rose the ruddy morn from Tithon’
22   11, 438 |         he held his shield, and rose at ev’ry blow!~
23   11, 517 |                              He rose, and took th’ advantage
24   11, 1151| starting from his ambush, up he rose,~
25   12, 107 |     damask’d by the neighb’ring rose.~