Book, Verse

 1    1, 65  |       And bare expos’d the bosom of the deep;~
 2    1, 488 |   erected eyes, his bloody bosom bares.~
 3    1, 1007|        Works in the pliant bosom of the fair,~
 4    3, 130 |                 In her old bosom shall again embrace.~
 5    3, 544 |                 And virgin bosom, hides her tail’s disgrace:~
 6    3, 664 |       We land, and, on the bosom of the ground,~
 7    4, 120 |                  Or in her bosom young Ascanius bears,~
 8    4, 240 |   One common cavern in her bosom hides.~
 9    4, 854 |  brain; and my distemper’d bosom burns.~
10    6, 611 |  Fresh from her wound, her bosom bath’d in blood;~
11    8, 946 |         His arms and ample bosom to the tide,~
12    9, 369 |   life’s companion, and my bosom friend:~
13    9, 595 | Then quiet on his bleeding bosom fell,~
14   10, 1159|    buried deep in his fair bosom lay.~
15   10, 1193|   grisly beard his pensive bosom sought;~
16   11, 55  |  Which Pallas in his manly bosom bore,~
17   12, 535 |      And plung’d it in the bosom of its lord.~
18   12, 1206|  Such endless anger in her bosom bear?~
19   12, 1375|                Deep in his bosom drove the shining sword.~