Book, Verse

 1    1, 442 |               Her Thracian courser and outstripp’d the rapid
 2    1, 620 |         From under earth a courser’s head they drew,~
 3    4, 190 |                  Her lofty courser, in the court below,~
 4    4, 223 |  The glad Ascanius, as his courser guides,~
 5    8, 730 |                A sprightly courser, fairer than the rest,~
 6    9, 150 |  Messapus curb’d his fiery courser’s haste;~
 7    9, 357 |            Thou saw’st the courser by proud Turnus press’d:~
 8   10, 1225|   pains or perils, for his courser call’d;~
 9   10, 1241| and straight th’ officious courser kneels,~
10   11, 744 |                 The wanton courser prances o’er the plains,~
11   11, 1041|             Who trust your courser’s strength, and not your
12   12, 436 |            Spurr’d his hot courser thro’ the fighting prease,~
13   12, 519 |               Or mount the courser that outstrips the wind.~
14   12, 541 |   his neck his flound’ring courser threw.~