Book, Verse

 1    1, Arg| Trojans, after a seven years’ voyage, set sail for Italy, but
 2    1, 752|     that sweet region was our voyage bent,~
 3    3, Arg|      the success of his first voyage to Thrace. From thence he
 4    3, 466|                       A happy voyage, and a prosp’rous end;~
 5    3, 482|                 Foreshows thy voyage, and thy course directs;~
 6    4, Arg|     secretly prepares for his voyage. Dido finds out his design,
 7    5, Arg|      for war, or weary of the voyage, and sails for Italy. Venus
 8    5, Arg|    procures of Neptune a safe voyage for him and all his men,
 9    5, 2  |                  Fix’d on his voyage, thro’ the curling sea;~
10    5, 74 |     for prosp’rous winds, our voyage to renew;~
11    5, 792|        undiscern’d, her fatal voyage ends.~
12    5, 815|       Since this improsp’rous voyage we begun;~
13    6, 855|          But let us haste our voyage to pursue:~
14    7, 171|       the long labors of your voyage end.~
15    7, 825|             For me, my stormy voyage at an end,~
16   10, 107|   thro’ the waves a wand’ring voyage takes?~