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Book, Verse
1002 3, 833 | To bore his eyeball with a flaming brand.~
1003 7, 989 | By Fabaris, and fruitful Foruli:~
1004 6, 1164| d as I am, my praise the Fabii claim;~
1005 11, 622 | Believe thy fables, and the Trojan town~
1006 6, 1162| Severe Fabricius, or can cease t’ admire~
1007 9, 57 | An unexpected foe, he fac’d the lines.~
1008 10, 20 | Then is your time for faction and debate,~
1009 11, 478 | Factions within, a foe without the
1010 9, 702 | For you in singing martial facts excel;~
1011 12, 104 | and there, and flush, and fade away.~
1012 9, 463 | He Fadus, Hebesus, and Rhoetus slew.~
1013 9, 769 | The ditch with fagots fill’d, the daring foe~
1014 11, 693 | Old feeble men with fainter groans reply;~
1015 3, 399 | She faints, she falls, and scarce recov’
1016 2, 753 | right hand held his bloody falchion bare,~
1017 11, 1065| Not with more ease the falcon, from above,~
1018 7, 959 | The just Faliscans he to battle brings,~
1019 9, 724 | r, that follow’d on the fallen crew,~
1020 9, 1095| Is falsified, and round with jav’lins
1021 7, 697 | His old familiar hearth and household gods.~
1022 12, 39 | Unmarried, fair, of noble families.~
1023 4, 4 | Her soul with love, and fan the secret fire.~
1024 9, 1089| The heavy fanchion, or sustain the shield,~
1025 2, 50 | The giddy vulgar, as their fancies guide,~
1026 2, 283 | Then with their sharpen’d fangs their limbs and bodies grind~
1027 10, 1070| flying dart, and draw the far-deceiving bow.~
1028 10, 1253| Jove,” he said, “and the far-shooting god,~
1029 6, 62 | spacious cave, within its farmost part,~
1030 6, 63 | Was hew’d and fashion’d by laborious art~
1031 2, 225 | And ebb’d much faster than it flow’d before:~
1032 9, 940 | The foes had left the fastness of their place,~
1033 8, 104 | Suffices fatness to the fruitful corn,~
1034 10, 1001| With forest mast and fatt’ning marshes fed,~
1035 8, 851 | A fatted sow for sacrifice is led,~
1036 12, 321 | And to the fatten’d flames in chargers borne.~
1037 8, 86 | Around these fields, and fattens as it goes:~
1038 6, 673 | Who durst thy faultless figure thus deface?~
1039 10, 1119| His faunchion drew, to closer fight address’
1040 8, 418 | Of Nymphs and Fauns, and salvage men, who took~
1041 4, 526 | Why should I fawn? what have I worse to fear?~
1042 8, 480 | Which feasted him, and emulate a god.”~
1043 6, 891 | Some cheerful souls were feasting on the plain;~
1044 11, 1068| The feathers, foul with blood, come tumbling
1045 9, 874 | To view the feats of arms, and fighting crowd;~
1046 10, 547 | So wondrous like in feature, shape, and size,~
1047 2, 1063| flow’ry meadows, and the feeding folds.~
1048 2, 1019| My limbs, not feeling wounds, nor fearing death.~
1049 4, 271 | done relates, not done she feigns, and mingles truth with
1050 8, 859 | One tyrant for his fellow-tyrant fights;~
1051 6, 803 | the deep abyss the flaming felon strook.~
1052 11, 746 | And snuffs the females in forbidden grounds.~
1053 10, 263 | noisome from the neighb’ring fen,~
1054 9, 457 | O’erleaps the fences of the nightly fold,~
1055 11, 1103| And, fencing for his naked throat, exerts~
1056 3, 921 | And fenny lake, undrain’d by fate’
1057 6, 1187| third spoils shall grace Feretrian Jove.”~
1058 9, 519 | Horrid with fern, and intricate with thorn;~
1059 11, 1305| the black forest and the ferny brake,~
1060 6, 440 | Why some were ferried o’er, and some refus’d.~
1061 6, 448 | He ferries over to the farther coast;~
1062 1, 961 | That when, amidst the fervor of the feast,~
1063 7, 962 | Who till Fescennian or Flavinian lands.~
1064 6, 108 | And annual rites, and festivals, and games,~
1065 11, 870 | And from the clouds to fetch the heron and the crane.~
1066 3, 196 | men—some fall, the rest in fevers fry.~
1067 9, 461 | The wrathful sword, or fewer foes destroys;~
1068 3, 38 | The rooted fibers rose, and from the wound~
1069 10, 226 | And fickle fortune; warn’d him to beware,~
1070 6, 1050| Gabian walls and strong Fidena rear;~
1071 5 | THE FIFTH BOOK~
1072 2, 820 | The mists and films that mortal eyes involve,~
1073 3, 305 | With filthy claws their odious meal
1074 9, 173 | And final ruin, for a ravish’d wife.~
1075 11, 1222| Too dear a fine, ah much lamented maid,~
1076 9, 352 | two great talents of the finest gold;~
1077 8, 919 | Fireballs are thrown, and pointed
1078 3, 766 | misty clouds involv’d the firmament,~
1079 7, 376 | I firmly judge, and, what I judge,
1080 10, 304 | And ends a fish: his breast the waves divides,~
1081 8, 41 | The birds of air, and fishes of the deep,~
1082 4, 373 | waterfowl, who seek their fishy food,~
1083 7, 709 | d a hatchet in his horny fist,~
1084 11, 792 | nature form’d for fraud, and fitted for surprise.~
1085 9, 244 | The wakeful few the fuming flagon ply;~
1086 11, 214 | Each with a fun’ral flambeau in his hand.~
1087 9, 922 | And flank the passage: shining steel
1088 4, 225 | His horse’s flanks and sides are forc’d to
1089 12, 1253| Flaps on his shield, and flutters
1090 5, 1135| repos’d on seas, and on the flatt’ring sky,~
1091 7, 962 | Who till Fescennian or Flavinian lands.~
1092 9, 756 | said the chief, “tho’ fleeter than the wind,~
1093 2, 1073| Restrains my fleeting soul in her abodes:~
1094 12, 133 | Nor northern winds in fleetness match’d their flight.~
1095 8, 307 | A pointed flinty rock, all bare and black,~
1096 12, 1227| Indued with windy wings to flit in air,~
1097 7, 157 | scanty meal, their cakes of flour.~
1098 10, 911 | And flourishes his empty sword in air.~
1099 11, 1142| With flowers of needlework distinguish’
1100 12, 104 | Run here and there, and flush, and fade away.~
1101 9, 848 | Where with unequal sound the flute invites;~
1102 4, 746 | the forehead of a newborn foal,~
1103 9, 563 | Fierce Volscens foams with rage, and, gazing round,~
1104 7, 675 | father Tyrrheus did his fodder bring,~
1105 4, 365 | beaten by the winds, with foggy vapors bound.~
1106 10, 677 | Thro’ folded brass and tough bull hides
1107 11, 1279| Then, in a fright, the folding gates they close,~
1108 12, 622 | aids the cure, with this foments the part;~
1109 1, 962 | The Tyrian hugs and fonds thee on her breast,~
1110 6, 805 | n, his nursing from the foodful earth.~
1111 6, 588 | Fools, who, repining at their
1112 2, 511 | Has with unwary footing press’d a snake;~
1113 4, 720 | said, and farther speech forbears;~
1114 10, 1151| by pious love?” Nor, thus forborne,~
1115 12, 717 | Forced by this hostile act, and
1116 7, 1007| And where with shoaly fords Vulturnus roars,~
1117 6, 1233| prince, and people; and forearms his care~
1118 3, 470 | A dismal famine fatally forebodes—~
1119 4, 521 | these outrageous threats forebore:~
1120 12, 943 | Which not belies my great forefather’s name!”~
1121 7, 514 | To this false foreigner you give your throne,~
1122 12, 1213| natives shall command, the foreigners subside.~
1123 9, 537 | Forelaid and taken, while he strove
1124 11, 781 | chosen foot his passage to forelay,~
1125 8, 709 | Foresaw the dangers of the growing
1126 9, 47 | their wise gen’ral, with foreseeing care,~
1127 12, 669 | painful hind with heavy heart foresees~
1128 5, 923 | of Heav’n by Pallas was foreshown;~
1129 10, 48 | gods their sure success foretell;~
1130 2, 118 | And forg’d a treason in my patron’
1131 12, 1330| Forgets to ward, and waits the coming
1132 4, 766 | Forgetting the past labors of the day.~
1133 8, 550 | from his downy couch the forging pow’r.~
1134 5, 634 | Mark with attention, and forgive my boast;~
1135 5, 357 | Forlorn she look’d, without an aiding
1136 12, 1076| And now forthright, and now in orbits wheel’
1137 9, 391 | That hope alone will fortify my breast~
1138 7, 989 | By Fabaris, and fruitful Foruli:~
1139 7, 582 | The foulness of th’ infernal form to
1140 1, 622 | This fated sign their foundress Juno gave,~
1141 8, 100 | Whatever fount, whatever holy deep,~
1142 7, 124 | near Albunea’s sulph’rous fountain lie.~
1143 4, 367 | The founts of rolling streams their
1144 12, 1074| The shiver’d fragments shone amid the sand.~
1145 10, 1206| What joys, alas! could this frail being give,~
1146 4, 29 | And, to confess my frailty, to my shame,~
1147 2, 345 | Epeus, who the fatal engine fram’d.~
1148 12, 431 | frighted, hastens from the fray,~
1149 11, 1291| Their lives for godlike freedom they bequeath,~
1150 9, 734 | privilege which none but freemen share).~
1151 12, 499 | on the banks of Hebrus’ freezing flood,~
1152 6, 419 | The freights of flitting ghosts in his
1153 2, 423 | With frenzy seiz’d, I run to meet th’
1154 10, 1008| He frets and froths, erects his bristled
1155 10, 383 | plagues and with dry famine frights.~
1156 9, 131 | Then from a cloud, fring’d round with golden fires,~
1157 4, 196 | flow’r’d simar with golden fringe she wore,~
1158 10, 1019| A gamesome goat, who frisks about the folds,~
1159 12, 155 | Dragg’d in the dust, his frizzled hair to soil,~
1160 4, 57 | fierce Numidians there your frontiers bound;~
1161 6, 744 | Wide is the fronting gate, and, rais’d on high~
1162 3, 510 | Which fronts from far th’ Epirian continent:~
1163 4, 204 | Apollo, when he leaves the frost~
1164 10, 1008| He frets and froths, erects his bristled hide,~
1165 10, 864 | my sov’reign lord, whose frown I fear,~
1166 7, 307 | earth is bounded by the frozen sea;~
1167 9, 828 | Hardly they work, with frugal diet fed.~
1168 8, 547 | Thus frugally they earn their children’
1169 6, 239 | Walking, they talk’d, and fruitlessly divin’d~
1170 9, 187 | these, nor those, shall frustrate my design.~
1171 7, 1042| sighs remurmur’d to the Fucine floods.~
1172 2, 478 | Of death, and added fuel to their fire.~
1173 3, 50 | Clear’d, as I thought, and fully fix’d at length~
1174 11, 727 | With censers first they fume the sacred shrine,~
1175 9, 453 | And puff’d the fumy god from out his breast:~
1176 2, 491 | are fill’d with frequent funerals;~
1177 8, 573 | send him forth again with furbish’d arms,~
1178 3, 698 | We furl our sails, and turn the
1179 8, 586 | deadly steel, in the large furnace roll’d;~
1180 6, 416 | His eyes, like hollow furnaces on fire;~
1181 | further
1182 6, 101 | event of things in dark futurity;~
1183 7, 972 | With their hoarse gabbling seek the silent shore.~
1184 6, 1050| Shall Gabian walls and strong Fidena
1185 7, 258 | Girt in his Gabin gown the hero sate,~
1186 7, 944 | those who plow Saturnia’s Gabine land;~
1187 5, 67 | Tho’ banish’d to Gaetulia’s barren sands,~
1188 4, 56 | Gaetulian cities here are spread around,~
1189 7, 746 | Among the rest, the rich Galesus lies;~
1190 2, 721 | Thro’ empty courts and open galleries.~
1191 2, 620 | by the length of a blind gallery,~
1192 10, 1019| A gamesome goat, who frisks about the
1193 9, 36 | Like ebbing Nile, or Ganges in his flow.~
1194 1, 40 | grace bestow’d on ravish’d Ganymed,~
1195 5, 328 | There Ganymede is wrought with living art,~
1196 10, 955 | Gape wide, O earth, and draw
1197 6, 570 | three enormous mouths he gapes; and straight,~
1198 4, 286 | This prince, from ravish’d Garamantis born,~
1199 4, 316 | they are, their looks and garb confess,~
1200 9, 1100| Shorter and shorter ev’ry gasp he takes;~
1201 9, 558 | And with short sobs he gasps away his breath.~
1202 6, 1185| Shall kill the Gaulish king in single fight;~
1203 5, 479 | In gauntlet-fight, with limbs and body bare,~
1204 9, 78 | Thus while he gazes round, at length he spies,~
1205 3, 923 | large walls, where mighty Gela was;~
1206 3, 922 | In sight of the Geloan fields we pass,~
1207 10, 204 | from the crowd, he shines a gem,~
1208 9, Arg | episode of their friendship, generosity, and the conclusion of their
1209 5, 206 | And now the speedy Dolphin gets ahead;~
1210 8, 308 | Grew gibbous from behind the mountain’
1211 2, 50 | The giddy vulgar, as their fancies
1212 6, 417 | A girdle, foul with grease, binds
1213 9, 488 | The girdle-belt, with nails of burnish’d
1214 3, 630 | Regard these trifles for the giver’s sake;~
1215 6, 655 | The gladsome ghosts, in circling troops,
1216 8, 128 | shades, and cut the liquid glass.~
1217 6, 663 | headlong to their ships, and glean’d the routed rear.~
1218 12, 901 | some straggling foes he gleans.~
1219 6, 367 | And howling dogs in glimm’ring light advance,~
1220 6, 466 | And scarcely thro’ the gloom the sullen shadow knew.~
1221 5, 538 | The gloves of death, with sev’n distinguish’
1222 7, 1055| Glutting his father’s eyes with guiltless
1223 3, 823 | While the dire glutton grinds the trembling limbs.~
1224 9, 69 | His gnashing teeth are exercis’d in vain,)~
1225 11, 647 | that sight, and, dying, gnaw’d the ground.~
1226 5, 1029| And gnaws, ev’n to the bones, the
1227 5, 403 | darts of polish’d steel and Gnosian wood,~
1228 9, 834 | Instead of goads, the spur and pointed steel;~
1229 10, 1019| A gamesome goat, who frisks about the folds,~
1230 10, 1077| Above the rest, two goddesses appear~
1231 7, 187 | The nymphs, and native godheads yet unknown,~
1232 1, Arg | the Carthaginians. AEneas, going out to discover the country,
1233 1, 169 | Arms, pictures, precious goods, and floating men.~
1234 8, 871 | The silver goose before the shining gate~
1235 12, 1050| Their dewlaps gor’d, their sides are lav’d
1236 11, 1115| bowels, and her breast he gores;~
1237 11, 1022| Above the gorget, where his helmet ends,~
1238 8, 577 | Full on the crest the Gorgon’s head they place,~
1239 7, 476 | d as she was with black Gorgonian blood,~
1240 6, 402 | Gorgons, Geryon with his triple
1241 5, 222 | the mark; and, wheeling, got before:~
1242 6, 1158| Who can omit the Gracchi? who declare~
1243 4, 21 | Such were his looks, so gracefully he spoke,~
1244 2, 254 | Which omen, O ye gods, on Graecia turn!)~
1245 6, 1028| With ours, and graff upon the Trojan line.~
1246 9, 94 | The grandam goddess then approach’d
1247 2, 432 | And by the hand his tender grandson led.~
1248 11, 1165| Apollo heard, and, granting half his pray’r,~
1249 9, 71 | In his distended paws to grasp the prey.~
1250 12, 41 | Things which perhaps may grate a lover’s ear,~
1251 1, 38 | Deep graven in her heart the doom remain’
1252 10, 263 | Gravisca, noisome from the neighb’
1253 6, 1156| Great Cato there, for gravity renown’d,~
1254 9, 839 | the young, disguise the gray:~
1255 10, 669 | The steel just graz’d along the shoulder joint,~
1256 10, 1020| Or beamy stag, that grazes on the plain—~
1257 7, 685 | Where grazing all the day, at night he
1258 6, 417 | A girdle, foul with grease, binds his obscene attire.~
1259 8, 73 | Deriv’d from Pallas, his great-grandsire’s name:~
1260 11, 762 | Greatly to dare, to conquer or to
1261 3, 291 | spread the tables on the greensward ground;~
1262 1, 649 | And Trojan griefs the Tyrians’ pity claim.”~
1263 5, 461 | envy sees the gift, and grieves.~
1264 3, 823 | While the dire glutton grinds the trembling limbs.~
1265 11, 1008| ring for his cheeks, and grinn’d around his head,~
1266 6, 303 | d the shining bough with griping hold,~
1267 10, 828 | d thro’ and pierc’d his groin: the deadly wound,~
1268 12, 134 | Officious grooms stand ready by his side;~
1269 8, 341 | and wades thro’ fumes, and gropes his way,~
1270 6, 990 | much as earthy limbs, and gross allay~
1271 10, 991 | Hamstring’d he falls, and grovels on the ground:~
1272 5, 685 | Acestes, grudging at his lot, remains,~
1273 7, 20 | The grunts of bristled boars, and groans
1274 8, 606 | Thus clad, and guarded thus, he seeks his kingly
1275 2, 221 | The sleeping guardians of the castle slew,~
1276 1, 410 | To Trojan guests; lest, ignorant of fate,~
1277 2, 335 | And guided by th’ imperial galley’s
1278 4, 679 | Guideless and dark; or, in a desart
1279 2, 201 | tell, was it for force or guile,~
1280 8, 884 | And odorous gums in their chaste hands they
1281 4, 40 | She said: the tears ran gushing from her eyes,~
1282 7, 736 | Thus, when a black-brow’d gust begins to rise,~
1283 5, 19 | What gusts of weather from that gath’
1284 9, 1026| Hamstring’d behind, unhappy Gyges died;~
1285 12, 410 | Gylippus’ sons: the fatal jav’lin
1286 3, Arg | gods had appointed for his habitation. By a mistake of the oracle’
1287 12, 1198| Wear the same habits which their grandsires wore.~
1288 6, 1011| No speck is left of their habitual stains,~
1289 10, 302 | A hairy man above the waist he shows;~
1290 12, 426 | The sacrifice half-broil’d, and half-unburn’d.~
1291 6, 388 | and Death, and Death’s half-brother, Sleep,~
1292 12, 904 | Thus half-contented, anxious in his mind,~
1293 8, 863 | king, half-threat’ning, half-disdaining stood,~
1294 8, 544 | yawning mouths, and with half-open’d eyes,~
1295 8, 863 | Their king, half-threat’ning, half-disdaining stood,~
1296 12, 426 | sacrifice half-broil’d, and half-unburn’d.~
1297 9, 1032| Then Halius, Prytanis, Alcander fall—~
1298 9, 1030| Strong Halys stands in vain; weak Phlegys
1299 7, 875 | Some hammer helmets for the fighting
1300 3, 423 | Of Pyrrhus, more a handmaid than a bride.~
1301 2, 709 | And hanging by his side a heavy sword,~
1302 1, 900 | Now purple hangings clothe the palace walls,~
1303 9, 616 | martial men with fierce harangue he fir’d,~
1304 11, 698 | Talk on, ye quaint haranguers of the crowd:~
1305 4, 810 | She harbors in her heart a furious hate,~
1306 2, 9 | Not ev’n the hardest of our foes could hear,~
1307 1, 289 | Endure the hardships of your present state;~
1308 10, 286 | Of hardy warriors thro’ the wat’ry
1309 9, 761 | silver swan, or tim’rous hare,~
1310 3, 878 | The giant harken’d to the dashing sound:~
1311 5, 1104| The harlot smiles of her dissembling
1312 6, 879 | His flying fingers, and harmonious quill,~
1313 6, 888 | Free from their harness, graze the flow’ry ground.~
1314 12, 580 | His tuneful harp and his unerring bow.~
1315 1, 441 | With such array Harpalyce bestrode~
1316 11, 999 | Tereus, Harpalycus, Demophoon,~
1317 9, 829 | From plows and harrows sent to seek renown,~
1318 5, 329 | Ida’s groves the trembling hart:~
1319 10, 926 | t and skulk’d, and under hatches went.~
1320 7, 709 | Then clench’d a hatchet in his horny fist,~
1321 7, 455 | Ev’n Pluto hates his own misshapen race;~
1322 10, 908 | Thus haunting ghosts appear to waking
1323 12, 693 | Now hawks aloft, now skims along the
1324 2, 763 | A headless carcass, and a nameless
1325 7, 884 | The shining headpiece, and the shield embrace.~
1326 10, 1058| But from his headstrong horse his fate he found,~
1327 8, 249 | Or heady zeal, or brutal ignorance;~
1328 10, 1213| wound too deep for time to heal.~
1329 4, 113 | The hearer on the speaker’s mouth depends,~
1330 2, 927 | Our hearing is diverted by our eyes:~
1331 8, 54 | Restor’d them to their hearths, and old abodes;~
1332 7, 958 | A heartless train, unexercis’d in arms:~
1333 9, 799 | The heated lead half melted as it flew;~
1334 8, 787 | O’er heathy plains pursue the ready
1335 1, 236 | Nereids, and exclude the heats.~
1336 9, 463 | He Fadus, Hebesus, and Rhoetus slew.~
1337 2, 704 | Here Hecuba, with all her helpless train~
1338 12, 1116| With heedless hands the Trojans fell’d
1339 12, 1045| Mute stands the herd; the heifers roll their eyes,~
1340 12, 489 | Th’ unhop’d event his heighten’d soul inspires:~
1341 4, 128 | Short of their promis’d heighth, that seem’d to threat the
1342 7, Arg | only daughter, Lavinia, the heiress of his crown. Turnus, being
1343 7, 888 | Ye Muses, open all your Helicon.~
1344 11, 717 | Some help to sink new trenches; others
1345 8, 525 | since, had you requir’d my helpful hand,~
1346 4, 55 | On ev’ry side is hemm’d with warlike foes;~
1347 10, 164 | The war henceforward be resign’d to fate:~
1348 8, 279 | Meantime the herdsman hero shifts his place,~
1349 | hereafter
1350 11, 389 | To change for war hereditary rest,~
1351 5, 245 | and Hector’s followers heretofore,~
1352 8, 746 | When Herilus in single fight I slew,~
1353 11, 952 | His reeking lance, and at Herminius threw,~
1354 7, 996 | thicker harvests on rich Hermus rise,~
1355 7, 946 | The rocks of Hernicus, and dewy fields,~
1356 11, 870 | the clouds to fetch the heron and the crane.~
1357 4, 700 | Th’ Hesperian temple was her trusted care;~
1358 9, 915 | Whom Hiera to bold Alcanor bare~
1359 8, 238 | A maple throne, rais’d higher from the ground,~
1360 4, 750 | She holds, and next the highest altar stands:~
1361 3, 32 | Not far, a rising hillock stood in view;~
1362 12, 1065| When in his hand an unknown hilt he spies.~
1363 10, 746 | Up to the hilts his shining fauchion sheath’
1364 7, 987 | And where Himella’s wanton waters play.~
1365 2, 847 | sturdy strokes of lab’ring hinds.~
1366 2, 42 | t is doubtful whether hir’d,~
1367 12, 527 | car and horses, for his hire:~
1368 10, 539 | Hisbon came on: but, while he mov’
1369 1, Arg | discourse with him, desires the history of his adventures since
1370 9, 523 | But Nisus hit the turns with happier haste,~
1371 1, 607 | drones from the laborious hive:~
1372 1, 443 | Ho, strangers! have you lately
1373 11, 137 | march begins: the trumpets hoarsely sound;~
1374 2, 307 | Some hoisting-levers, some the wheels prepare~
1375 8, 939 | The fatal mistress hoists her silken sails,~
1376 10, 473 | His right arm pierc’d, and holding on, bereft~
1377 2, 357 | Thro’ the bor’d holes; his body black with dust;~
1378 4, 729 | The cloven holms and pines are heap’d on
1379 6, 360 | With holocausts he Pluto’s altar fills;~
1380 4, 310 | She pays me homage, and my grants allow~
1381 7, 967 | When, homeward from their wat’ry pastures
1382 5, 700 | Then, hon’ring him with gifts above
1383 10, 556 | such acts, and sense of honest shame,~
1384 11, 130 | with hostile blood, and honorably foul.~
1385 12, 184 | And, o’er their linen hoods and shaded hair,~
1386 7, 248 | On a short pruning hook his head reclines,~
1387 12, 938 | How will the Latins hoot their champion’s flight!~
1388 6, 293 | Hopping and flying, thus they led
1389 8, 103 | Thou, king of horned floods, whose plenteous
1390 11, 1086| And the shrill hornpipe sounds to bacchanals.~
1391 11, 900 | arms, and spears flash horribly from far;~
1392 2, 382 | The flames and horrors of this fatal night.~
1393 9, 30 | Well hors’d, well clad; a rich and
1394 5, 718 | On horseback let him grace his grandsire’
1395 10, 1245| With waving horsehair, nodding from afar;~
1396 7, 903 | A skilful horseman, and a huntsman bred,~
1397 7, 990 | The warlike aids of Horta next appear,~
1398 5, Arg | coasts of Sicily, where he is hospitably receiv’d by his friend Acestes,
1399 12, 599 | Th’ alarm grows hotter, and the noise augments:~
1400 12, 1085| the bank the deep-mouth’d hound appears,~
1401 8, 541 | The time when early housewives leave the bed;~
1402 5, 358 | And, houted by the vulgar, made to shore.~
1403 6, 1127| Howe’er the doubtful fact is
1404 | however
1405 2, 707 | Their images they hug, and to their altars fly.~
1406 1, 962 | The Tyrian hugs and fonds thee on her breast,~
1407 5, 113 | His hugy bulk on sev’n high volumes
1408 4, 505 | With humid shades, or twinkling stars
1409 6, 959 | Thick as the humming bees, that hunt the golden
1410 12, 345 | And humoring their first motions, thus
1411 6, 959 | as the humming bees, that hunt the golden dew;~
1412 4, Arg | storm, which separates the hunters, and drives AEneas and Dido
1413 12, 1235| Hurls down diseases, death and
1414 11, 935 | With equal hurry quit th’ invaded shore,~
1415 12, 1067| Hurrying to war, disorder’d in his
1416 9, 1101| And vain efforts and hurtless blows he makes.~
1417 6, 424 | Husbands and wives, boys and unmarried
1418 1, 583 | Which late were huts and shepherds’ homely bow’
1419 3, 675 | The Pleiads, Hyads, and their wat’ry force;~
1420 4, 51 | To scorn Hyarbas, and his love reject,~
1421 10, 1053| Sacrator laid Hydaspes on the plain;~
1422 12, 784 | Fierce Hyllus threaten’d high, and, face
1423 4, 525 | And rough Hyrcanian tigers gave thee suck!~
1424 7, 836 | Against the fierce Hyrcanians, or declare~
1425 9, 223 | His father Hyrtacus of noble blood;~
1426 3, 225 | Iasius there and Dardanus were
1427 6, 47 | Here hapless Icarus had found his part,~
1428 4, 368 | A beard of ice on his large breast depends.~
1429 9, 632 | An icy cold benumbs her limbs;
1430 1, 955 | And, ravish’d, in Idalian bow’rs to keep,~
1431 6, 1106| His lost idea back: I know the Roman king.~
1432 4, 14 | With strange ideas of our Trojan guest!~
1433 8, 60 | effect of fancy, or an idle dream,~
1434 5, 397 | With sev’ral others of ignobler name,~
1435 10, 954 | scatter’d o’er the fields, ignobly fly.~
1436 6, 1123| With ignominy scourg’d, in open sight,~
1437 1, 371 | Ilia the fair, a priestess and
1438 9, 644 | In an ill-boding hour to slaughter sent!~
1439 10, 91 | And hover’d o’er his ill-extinguish’d fires.~
1440 1, 333 | pass secure, and pierce th’ Illyrian coasts,~
1441 10, 253 | hundred more for battle Ilva joins,~
1442 9, 348 | silver, wrought with curious imagery,~
1443 2, 707 | Their images they hug, and to their altars
1444 10, 642 | Imagine eager Turnus not more slow,~
1445 5, 118 | Than Iris when her bow imbibes the sun.~
1446 10, 366 | His blazing shield, imbrac’d, he held on high;~
1447 12, 516 | From far the sons of Imbracus he slew,~
1448 10, 1161| And drench’d th’ imbroider’d coat his mother wove;~
1449 6, 799 | And imitate inimitable force!~
1450 11, 757 | Her squadron imitates, and each descends;~
1451 10, 22 | Let now your immature dissension cease;~
1452 5, 436 | He strove th’ immediate rival’s hope to cross,~
1453 12, 1025| Immovable their bodies, fix’d their
1454 10, 633 | Jove is impartial, and to both the same.”~
1455 6, 409 | Forms without bodies, and impassive air.~
1456 4, 227 | Impatiently he views the feeble prey,~
1457 10, 349 | For well she knew the way. Impell’d behind,~
1458 8, 259 | This hold, impervious to the sun, possess’d.~
1459 6, 846 | Imposing foreign lords, for foreign
1460 11, 200 | The rest impower’d, that soon a truce is
1461 8, 852 | With imprecations on the perjur’d head.~
1462 7, 638 | said, her smold’ring torch, impress’d~
1463 2, 117 | Had made impression in the people’s hearts,~
1464 4, 5 | His words, his looks, imprinted in her heart,~
1465 5, 815 | Since this improsp’rous voyage we begun;~
1466 4, 6 | Improve the passion, and increase
1467 10, 974 | Meantime, by Jove’s impulse, Mezentius arm’d,~
1468 3, 732 | And roll the rising tide, impure with sand.~
1469 7, 521 | He springs from Inachus of Argive race.”~
1470 4, 464 | Incens’d the Libyan and the Tyrian
1471 6, 849 | With incest some their daughters’ bed
1472 6, 605 | Phaedra’s ghost, a foul incestuous pair.~
1473 7, 29 | bear, or touch upon th’ inchanted coast,~
1474 9, 1066| And inches to the walls, where Tiber’
1475 4, Arg | variety of passions that are incident to a neglected lover. When
1476 10, 159 | Celestials, your attentive ears incline!~
1477 9, 984 | admit young Turnus, and include the war!~
1478 12, 97 | Think it includes, in thine, Amata’s life.~
1479 2, 477 | So bold a speech incourag’d their desire~
1480 11, 931 | Bound o’er the rocks, incroach upon the land,~
1481 11, 1079| Cowards incurable, a woman’s hand~
1482 3, 640 | Avoiding one, incurs another fate.~
1483 6, 1082| Afric and India shall his pow’r obey;~
1484 8, 937 | The trembling Indians and Egyptians yield,~
1485 12, 1227| Indued with windy wings to flit
1486 1, 735 | O queen! indulg’d by favor of the gods~
1487 2, 1054| my much-lov’d lord, ’t indulge your pain;~
1488 5, 591 | And more on industry than force relies.~
1489 5, 1126| Long infamous for ships and sailors lost,~
1490 10, 944 | Deserv’d to bear this endless infamy?~
1491 7, 4 | The nurse of great AEneas’ infancy.~
1492 2, 651 | force the gate; the Scyrian infantry~
1493 12, 757 | But wisely from th’ infectious world withdrew:~
1494 8, 75 | With war infesting the new colony.~
1495 11, 1176| Infix’d, and deeply drunk the
1496 6, 674 | heart could wish, what hand inflict, this dire disgrace?~
1497 6, 514 | The wrath of Heav’n, inflicted for thy sake,~
1498 11, 784 | Messapus shall thy troops inforce~
1499 4, 270 | With court informers haunts, and royal spies;~
1500 12, 919 | The peace infring’d proceeded first from you;~
1501 12, 279 | he, nor they, with force infringe the peace.~
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