Book, Verse

 1    2, 44  |                               Mov’d that the ramparts might
 2    2, 129 |                          This mov’d the murderer’s hate; and
 3    2, 559 |                         Then, mov’d with anger and disdain,
 4    4, 618 |                           Nor mov’d with hands profane his
 5    4, 761 |     The stars in silent order mov’d around;~
 6    5, 526 |        Unmov’d with fear, and mov’d with martial fame;~
 7    5, 1035|                           And mov’d rebellion in your wat’
 8    6, 43  |         Till the kind artist, mov’d with pious grief,~
 9    7, 62  |      And haughty souls, that, mov’d with mutual hate,~
10    7, 344 |            Not by the scepter mov’d, or kingly vest,~
11    9, 393 |                  He said. The mov’d assistants melt in tears.~
12   10, 539 | Hisbon came on: but, while he mov’d too slow~
13   10, 793 |                               Mov’d all his hundred hands,
14   10, 969 |                     But Juno, mov’d with pity, both withstood.~
15   12, 607 |       now the goddess mother, mov’d with grief,~