Book, Verse

 1    2, 40  |                   Part on the pile their wond’ring eyes employ:~
 2    2, 41  |                           The pile by Pallas rais’d to ruin
 3    2, 155 |    most, when this stupendous pile was rais’d:~
 4    2, 202 | religious end, you rais’d the pile?’~
 5    2, 752 |             And on the sacred pile the royal victim laid.~
 6    4, 713 |                 Erect a lofty pile, expos’d in air:~
 7    4, 727 |    Therefore obeys. The fatal pile they rear,~
 8    4, 871 |           Had fall’n upon the pile, to mend the fun’ral flame.~
 9    4, 928 |        And mounts the fun’ral pile with furious haste;~
10    4, 971 |     These fires, this fun’ral pile, these altars rear’d?~
11    4, 978 |            Was I to raise the pile, the pow’rs invoke,~
12    4, 984 |     This said, she mounts the pile with eager haste,~
13    5, 838 |                 Then from the pile a flaming fire she drew,~
14    6, 259 |      In altar-wise, a stately pile they rear;~
15    6, 308 |       from the ground a lofty pile they rear,~
16    6, 319 |                  And fire the pile, their faces turn’d away—~
17    6, 747 |   crush the pillars which the pile sustain.~
18    6, 1207|    fierce a blaze his flaming pile shall yield!~
19    7, 232 |                           The pile o’erlook’d the town, and
20    7, 1073|                      A triple pile of plumes his crest adorn’
21    9, 965 |                   Of the vast pile; the scatter’d ocean flies;~