Book, Verse

 1    2, 362 |         stood stiffen’d with his gore;~
 2    3, 53  |         violated myrtle ran with gore.~
 3    3, 811 |         mangled limbs and putrid gore.~
 4    4, 987 | streaming blood, and cleanse the gore.~
 5    5, 103 |         offer’d bulls) of purple gore,~
 6    5, 433 |    besmear’d with filth and holy gore.~
 7    5, 549 |      batter’d brains and mingled gore.~
 8    6, 1096|         d his arrows in Lernaean gore;~
 9    6, 1144|      country with her children’s gore!~
10    7, 923 |       steel their foes in battle gore.~
11    7, 1055|     father’s eyes with guiltless gore.~
12    8, 260 |    pavement ever foul with human gore;~
13    8, 957 |                  Drench’d in his gore, the destin’d sacrifice.~
14    9, 629 |     obscene, and dropping putrid gore.~
15    9, 1104|       sweat, and wash’d away the gore;~
16   10, 1025|     morsels, while he churns the gore:~
17   11, 56  |      flesh distain’d with purple gore;~
18   12, 59  |       flood runs warm with human gore;~
19   12, 513 |                              The gore and gath’ring dust are dash’
20   12, 743 |          Their heads, distilling gore, his chariot grace.~