Book, Verse

 1    2, 259 |      deceits he gain’d their easy hearts,~
 2    2, 331 |                          But easy sleep their weary limbs
 3    2, 517 |        And of their lives an easy conquest found.~
 4    4, 309 |    little town, bought at an easy rate;~
 5    4, 800 | board, the Trojan found more easy rest.~
 6    5, 1091|      soft God of Sleep, with easy flight,~
 7    6, 193 |      Smooth the descent, and easy is the way:~
 8    6, 916 |                 But pass yon easy hill, and thence descend;~
 9    8, 124 |   pitch’d vessels glide with easy force.~
10    9, 243 |         Along the ground, an easy conquest lie:~
11    9, 686 |      crush’d heads become an easy prey.~
12   10, 790 |      Amycla fix’d his silent easy reign.~
13   11, 95  |    oaken twigs they twist an easy bier,~
14   11, 714 |                And own’d his easy temper as his crime,~
15   12, 903 |                   Asham’d of easy fight and cheap success.~