Book, Verse

 1    1, 677 |                        The corpse of Hector, whom in fight
 2    2, 871 |      And give this useless corpse a long adieu.~
 3    3, 59  |                O spare the corpse of thy unhappy friend!~
 4    5, 1136|                  Thy naked corpse is doom’d on shores unknown
 5    6, 500 | And in a peaceful grave my corpse compose;~
 6    9, 649 |          To call about his corpse his crying friends,~
 7    9, 653 |     Where shall I find his corpse? what earth sustains~
 8   10, 683 |        Turnus bestrode the corpse: “Arcadians, hear,”~
 9   10, 1205|             Last, the dear corpse embracing, thus he said:~
10   11, 39  |              But first the corpse of our unhappy friend~
11   11, 45  |        Acoetes watch’d the corpse; whose youth deserv’d~
12   11, 107 |       One vest array’d the corpse; and one they spread~
13   11, 123 |     Acoetes on his pupil’s corpse attends,~
14   11, 226 |               Falls on the corpse; and groaning there he lies,~
15   11, 1219|             And, round her corpse, of friends and foes a fighting
16   12, 934 |   On earth supine, a manly corpse he lies;~