Book, Verse

 1    1, 623 |                       Of a soil fruitful, and a people brave.~
 2    1, 749 |                        The soil is fruitful, and the men
 3    2, 188 |  see my friends, or native soil, again;~
 4    3, 129 |                        The soil that sent you forth, her
 5    3, 222 |                        The soil is fruitful, and the natives
 6    3, 804 |     From Ithaca, my native soil, I came~
 7    5, 136 | the chargers on the grassy soil;~
 8    7, 1004|        Who till the Massic soil, for wine renown’d,~
 9    7, 1031|                      Their soil was barren, and their hearts
10   10, 413 |                 This hated soil, and furrow hostile ground.~
11   10, 494 |  mutual blood th’ Ausonian soil is dyed,~
12   11, 382 | leave obtain’d, our native soil we name,~
13   12, 155 | dust, his frizzled hair to soil,~
14   12, 266 |    sun, and thou, Ausonian soil,~
15   12, 1037|              The trembling soil resounds beneath their feet:~