Book, Verse

 1    2, 44  |  that the ramparts might be broken down,~
 2    2, 143 | fair unfinish’d tale, these broken starts,~
 3    2, 674 |                The bars are broken, and the guards are slain.~
 4    3, 404 |                        With broken words I made this brief
 5    3, 821 |                       Their broken bodies, and their crackling
 6    5, 252 |        And o’er the Syrtes’ broken billows row’d.~
 7    5, 765 |                             Broken, they break; and, rallying,
 8    7, 254 |                         And broken beaks of ships, the trophies
 9    8, 572 |                         His broken axletrees and blunted war,~
10    9, 556 |    And in his body left the broken wood.~
11    9, 1050| Mnestheus rallies first the broken train,~
12    9, 1081| Twice breaks, and twice his broken foes pursues.~
13   10, 424 |                       Their broken oars and floating planks
14   10, 679 |  vain the youth tugs at the broken wood;~
15   10, 1029|  besmear’d with blood, lies broken in the wound.~
16   11, 333 |                           A broken league, a bride unjustly
17   11, 743 |     his keepers, thus, with broken reins,~
18   11, 1073|                 Betwixt the broken ranks the Tuscan rides,~
19   12, Arg | articles are agreed on, but broken by the Rutili, who wound
20   12, 2   |                Their armies broken, and their courage quell’
21   12, 479 |   injur’d altars, and their broken vow,~
22   12, 679 |               The truce was broken, and whose lance, embrued~
23   12, 804 |    And now both hosts their broken troops unite~
24   12, 1009|                         The broken truce, or for the breach