Book, Verse

 1    1, 137|          And, “Thrice and four times happy those,” he cried,~
 2    2, 318|                           Four times he struck: as oft
 3    3, 709|                      Were four white steeds that cropp’
 4    5, Arg| fire to them; which burnt four, and would have consum’d
 5    5, 151|                           Four galleys first, which equal
 6    5, 916|  And stop the fiery pest. Four ships alone~
 7    6, 348|                           Four sable bullocks, in the yoke
 8    6, 793|      Th’ audacious wretch four fiery coursers drew:~
 9    8, 274|                           Four oxen thence, and four fair
10    8, 274|     Four oxen thence, and four fair kine convey’d;~
11    8, 854|                           Four fiery steeds, is dragg’d
12   10, 291|                           Four towns are under each; but
13   10, 721|                           Four sons of Sulmo, four whom
14   10, 721|       Four sons of Sulmo, four whom Ufens bred,~
15   10, 803|    Against Niphaeus, whom four coursers drew.~
16   12, 246|                           Four steeds the chariot of Latinus