Book, Verse

 1    2, 235 | Her brandish’d lance, and shake her horrid shield.~
 2    3, 854 |   And trampling feet that shake the solid ground.~
 3    4, 438 | howl about the hills, and shake the wreathy spear~
 4    5, 259 |  At the full stretch, and shake the brazen prow.~
 5    5, 888 |                       And shake the goddess from their alter’
 6    6, 122 |    The more she strove to shake him from her breast,~
 7    7, 472 |                       Now shake, from out thy fruitful breast,
 8    7, 721 |                           Shake at the baleful blast, the
 9    8, 790 |                       And shake with horny hoofs the solid
10    9, 871 | said no more. The Trojans shake~
11   11, 1268| Beat short and thick, and shake the rotten ground.~
12   12, 305 |                        Or shake the steadfast tenor of my