Book, Verse

 1    1, 243 | Trojans, worn with toils, and spent with woes,~
 2    2, 772 |                          Some spent with toil, some with despair
 3    2, 907 |    Haste! gird my sword, tho’ spent and overcome:~
 4    3, 933 |         My dear, dear father, spent with age, I lost:~
 5    5, 426 |                          Now, spent, the goal they almost reach
 6    5, 617 |          First to the Trojan, spent with toil, he came,~
 7    6, 722 |        in words and tears had spent~
 8    7, 277 |                               Spent and disabled in so long
 9    7, 412 |     and tir’d, is all my fury spent?~
10    7, 522 |      she saw her reasons idly spent,~
11    9, 906 |                      Heaps of spent arrows fall, and strew the
12    9, 1088|                    With labor spent, no longer can he wield~
13   10, 1116|   Transpierc’d his thigh, and spent its dying force.~