Book, Verse

 1    5, 778 |    And, building Alba, to the Latins brought;~
 2    7, 202 |                  Here warlike Latins hold the happy lands.~
 3   11, 463 |                    I wish, ye Latins, what we now debate~
 4   11, 485 |           A tract of land the Latins have possess’d~
 5   11, 730 | Propitious hear, and lend thy Latins aid!~
 6   11, 882 |    with the gods, averse, the Latins fight.~
 7   11, 938 |                  Twice by the Latins, in their turn, repell’d.~
 8   11, 1095|        Loud shouts ensue; the Latins turn their eyes,~
 9   11, 1120|                           The Latins, and presume the like success.~
10   12, 1   |           WHEN Turnus saw the Latins leave the field,~
11   12, 661 |                  With him the Latins view’d the cover’d plains,~
12   12, 682 |     er the field the frighted Latins fly.~
13   12, 868 |                 To plunge the Latins in the last despair.~
14   12, 938 |                  How will the Latins hoot their champion’s flight!~
15   12, 1113|      vows to Faunus paid, the Latins’ guardian god.~
16   12, 1196|                   But let the Latins still retain their name,~
17   12, 1344|               With groans the Latins rend the vaulted sky:~