Book, Verse

 1    1, 1   |       ARMS, and the man I sing, who, forc’d by fate,~
 2    2, 313 |    And choirs of virgins, sing and dance around.~
 3    3, 12  |  the ground, and birds to sing,~
 4    6, 783 |                     Here, sing’d with lightning, roll within
 5    6, 875 |  in heroic verse divinely sing;~
 6    7, 60  |               For I shall sing of battles, blood, and rage,~
 7    7, 889 |                           Sing you the chiefs that sway’
 8    7, 963 | order march, and marching sing~
 9    7, 968 |                      They sing, and Asia’s lakes their
10    8, 342 |                      Half sing’d, half stifled, till he
11    8, 377 |                 The Salii sing, and cense his altars round~
12    9, 208 |          They laugh, they sing, (the jolly bowls go round,)~
13    9, 698 |                        To sing what slaughter manly Turnus
14    9, 849 |                           Sing, dance, and howl, by turns,
15   10, 242 |   leaders, and their army sing,~
16   10, 1125|                       And sing an act so noble and so new,~