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Book, Verse
2003 7, Arg | their commanders, are here particularly related.~
2004 9, 179 | A slight partition, a thin interval,~
2005 3, 289 | Then call the gods for partners of our feast,~
2006 6, 604 | Made by her son. He saw Pasiphae there,~
2007 9, 515 | The speedy horse all passages belay,~
2008 10, 1141| The plowman, passenger, and lab’ring hind~
2009 6, 560 | His passengers at length are wafted o’er,~
2010 2, 471 | The passive gods behold the Greeks defile~
2011 2, 750 | The mingled paste his murder’d son had made,)~
2012 9, 1099| driving dust his cheeks are pasted o’er;~
2013 10, 573 | The pastor, pleas’d with his dire victory,~
2014 8, 280 | To find fresh pasture and untrodden grass.~
2015 6, 895 | Here patriots live, who, for their country’
2016 11, 729 | O patroness of arms, unspotted maid,~
2017 9, 910 | Or patt’ring hail comes pouring
2018 3, 283 | Foul paunches, and with ordure still unclean;~
2019 12, 1325| Once more he pauses, and looks out again,~
2020 3, 811 | Was pav’d with mangled limbs and
2021 9, 421 | their proud foes in pitch’d pavilions lay;~
2022 2, 941 | A peal of rattling thunder roll
2023 10, 822 | vainly vaunts: the Trojan peer~
2024 2, 592 | With Pelias wounded, and without defense.~
2025 6, 1002| For this are various penances enjoin’d;~
2026 2, 576 | At Pallas’ altar, by Peneleus pierc’d.~
2027 4, 681 | Like Pentheus, when, distracted with his
2028 9, 681 | To break the penthouse with the pond’rous blow,~
2029 2, 7 | A peopled city made a desart place;~
2030 12, 628 | Iapis first perceiv’d the closing wound,~
2031 4, 425 | But soon the queen perceives the thin disguise:~
2032 6, 296 | Perch’d on the double tree that
2033 5, Arg | While the ceremonies were performing, Juno sends Iris to persuade
2034 4, 317 | Their locks with oil perfum’d, their Lydian dress.)~
2035 12, 748 | Of Theban blood, whom Peridia bore.~
2036 5, 715 | Call’d Periphantes, tutor to his son,~
2037 2, 649 | Proud Periphas, and fierce Automedon,~
2038 6, 814 | Ixion and Perithous I could name,~
2039 6, 1205| Were but their gifts as permanent as great.~
2040 3, 80 | O sacred hunger of pernicious gold!~
2041 2, 191 | Will perpetrate on them their first design,~
2042 8, 452 | Fierce Romulus for perpetrated crimes~
2043 11, 794 | Leads, thro’ perplexing thorns, to this obscure
2044 1, 14 | To persecute so brave, so just a man;~
2045 12, 1087| The persecuted creature, to and fro,~
2046 2, 883 | What, will he still persist, on death resolve,~
2047 2, 885 | He still persists his reasons to maintain;~
2048 1, 571 | With mists their persons, and involves in clouds,~
2049 3, 195 | With pestilential heat infects the sky:~
2050 3, 515 | And on the mountain’s brow Petilia stands,~
2051 10, 122 | Petition, while you public arms prepare;~
2052 1, 713 | She takes petitions, and dispenses laws,~
2053 3, 376 | The sight of high Phaeacia soon we lost,~
2054 6, 605 | With Phaedra’s ghost, a foul incestuous
2055 10, 273 | For Cycnus lov’d unhappy Phaeton,~
2056 9, 1027| Then Phalaris is added to his side.~
2057 6, 408 | told him what those empty phantoms were:~
2058 10, 447 | The noisy Pharos next receiv’d his death:~
2059 12, 550 | This haughty Phegeus saw with high disdain,~
2060 8, 222 | with a loving force, to Pheneus brought.~
2061 10, 580 | Ladon, Demodocus, and Pheres fell.~
2062 3, 516 | Which Philoctetes with his troops commands.~
2063 6, 842 | And wretched Phlegyas warns the world with cries~
2064 9, 1030| Halys stands in vain; weak Phlegys flies;~
2065 12, 584 | Of healing arts, before Phoebean bays.~
2066 5, 371 | Pholoe, the Cretan slave, rewards
2067 12, 514 | Thamyris and Pholus, masters of the war,~
2068 5, 1096| on thy prow, the form of Phorbas wears.~
2069 5, 312 | The choir of nymphs, and Phorcus, from below,~
2070 2, 1090| Her rosy cheeks; and Phosphor led the day:~
2071 12, 587 | The fam’d physician tucks his robes around~
2072 1, 652 | And with an empty picture fed his mind:~
2073 1, 169 | Arms, pictures, precious goods, and floating
2074 7, 265 | party-color’d plumes, a chatt’ring pie.~
2075 9, 54 | A piebald steed of Thracian strain
2076 12, 1062| But all in pieces flies the traitor sword,~
2077 4, 255 | Soon grows the pigmy to gigantic size;~
2078 11, 138 | The pikes and lances trail along the
2079 5, 66 | With gifts on altars pil’d, and holy flames,~
2080 12, 145 | Propp’d on a pillar, which the ceiling bore,~
2081 3, 605 | Supplies new pilots, and new sweeping oars.~
2082 8, 358 | priests, were added the Pinarian house,~
2083 12, 595 | He tugs with pincers, but he tugs in vain.~
2084 12, 1095| Just at the pinch, the stag springs out with
2085 6, 600 | Make endless moans, and, pining with desire,~
2086 4, 364 | Atlas, whose head, with piny forests crown’d,~
2087 10, 260 | Sent by the Pisans under his command.~
2088 8, 843 | The pit resounds with shrieks; a
2089 2, 740 | Pitied the woes a parent underwent,~
2090 1, 419 | The Trojans pities, and protects their cause.~
2091 11, 17 | And on the right was placed his corslet, bor’d;~
2092 10, 383 | Pale humankind with plagues and with dry famine frights.~
2093 7, 500 | In plaintive accents she began the war,~
2094 2, 498 | parts resound with tumults, plaints, and fears;~
2095 7, 25 | That watch’d the moon and planetary hour,)~
2096 7, 247 | There good Sabinus, planter of the vines,~
2097 4, 417 | Some plausible pretense he bids them find,~
2098 6, 1126| Of nature, pleading in his children’s cause!~
2099 3, 675 | The Pleiads, Hyads, and their wat’ry
2100 3, 908 | Right o’er against Plemmyrium’s wat’ry strand,~
2101 8, 431 | his mild empire, peace and plenty came;~
2102 4, 972 | Was all this train of plots contriv’d,” said she,~
2103 1, 53 | And plowing frothy furrows in the main;~
2104 12, 374 | A plump of fowl he spies, that swim
2105 7, 1029| Hunting their sport, and plund’ring was their trade.~
2106 8, 339 | The wrathful god then plunges from above,~
2107 6, 893 | laurel shade, where mighty Po~
2108 2, 343 | Nor was the Podalirian hero last,~
2109 12, 460 | While Podalirius, with his sword, pursued~
2110 12, Arg | duel, and concludes the poem with his death.~
2111 6, 898 | And poets worthy their inspiring god;~
2112 8, 563 | A load of pointless thunder now there lies~
2113 12, 1320| All force of arms and points of art employ’d,~
2114 8, 821 | He lifts, he turns, he poises, and admires~
2115 5, 33 | southing of the stars, and polar light,~
2116 2, 718 | Behold! Polites, one of Priam’s sons,~
2117 11, 416 | The foul polluters of his bed enjoy.~
2118 6, 228 | Depriv’d of fun’ral rites, pollutes your host.~
2119 6, 181 | If Pollux, off’ring his alternate
2120 3, 842 | Such, and so vast as Polypheme appears,~
2121 6, 1051| Nomentum, Bola, with Pometia, found;~
2122 11, 33 | Meantime the rites and fun’ral pomps prepare,~
2123 7, 1093| Or the black water of Pomptina stands.~
2124 12, 459 | And plung’d his holy poniard in his breast.~
2125 4, 764 | woods, or swim the weedy pool,~
2126 12, 1078| the pass is clos’d with pools and marshy ground.~
2127 8, 366 | And poplars black and white his temples
2128 6, 1116| vain within, and proudly popular.~
2129 10, 251 | Six hundred Populonia sent along,~
2130 9, 1098| succeeds; he drops at ev’ry pore;~
2131 12, 257 | A porket, and a lamb that never suffer’
2132 10, 303 | A porpoise tail beneath his belly grows;~
2133 8, 857 | There, Porsena to Rome proud Tarquin brings,~
2134 7, 241 | Above the portal, carv’d in cedar wood,~
2135 3, 465 | for all religious rites portend~
2136 3, 452 | My friends in porticoes were entertain’d,~
2137 5, 314 | And old Portunus, with his breadth of hand,~
2138 8, Arg | both the generals make all possible preparations. Turnus sends
2139 12, 659 | Now Turnus, posted on a hill, from far~
2140 2, 619 | A postern door, yet unobserv’d and
2141 7, 223 | A posting messenger, dispatch’d from
2142 11, 591 | But let the potent orator declaim,~
2143 11, 1067| the prey, in her strong pounces bound:~
2144 3, 467 | And ev’ry power and omen of the sky~
2145 7, 1037| He, when he pleas’d with powerful juice to steep~
2146 10, 14 | Our heav’ns, and arms our powers on diff’rent sides?~
2147 11, 1057| On others practice thy Ligurian arts;~
2148 5, 287 | And practices to row with shatter’d oars.~
2149 11, 242 | Praescious of ills, and leaving me
2150 11, 744 | The wanton courser prances o’er the plains,~
2151 5, 871 | His early warriors on his prancing steed,~
2152 9, 416 | With prayers and vows. Above the rest
2153 7, 747 | old man, while peace he preach’d in vain,~
2154 3, 553 | Do not this precept of your friend forget,~
2155 4, 371 | Plung’d downward, with precipitated flight,~
2156 11, 1246| The winged shaft, predestin’d for the deed;~
2157 12, 46 | Oft have our augurs, in prediction skill’d,~
2158 4, 79 | Preferring Juno’s pow’r, for Juno ties~
2159 10, 65 | Whom Jove prefers before the Trojan race;~
2160 12, 115 | Such boding omens, and prejudge the war.~
2161 11, 237 | Prelude of bloody fields, and fights
2162 12, 160 | Proudly he bellows, and preludes the fight;~
2163 8, Arg | generals make all possible preparations. Turnus sends to Diomedes.
2164 10, 397 | With feet unfirm, and prepossess the strand:~
2165 9, 156 | And are by Jove for black presages sent.~
2166 9, 439 | But fate by prescience cannot be remov’d.~
2167 8, 374 | As custom had prescrib’d their holy bands;~
2168 1, 836 | Presenting, gracious queen, before
2169 2, 214 | But you, O king, preserve the faith you gave,~
2170 12, 635 | Some god preserves his life for greater ends.”~
2171 10, 1209| His life, a ransom for preserving mine!~
2172 3, 537 | Charybdis roaring on the left presides,~
2173 3, 690 | Ye gods, presiding over lands and seas,~
2174 10, 458 | Prevented those, and turn’d aside
2175 12, 89 | And whate’er price Amata’s honor bears~
2176 8, 275 | And, lest the printed footsteps might be seen,~
2177 1, 81 | sounding tempests in dark prisons binds.~
2178 11, 816 | From old Privernum, for tyrannic sway,~
2179 9, 782 | From Capys’ arms his fate Privernus found:~
2180 12, 1272| Tho’ born to death, not privileg’d to die,~
2181 9, 734 | A privilege which none but freemen share).~
2182 6, 1041| Then Procas, honor of the Trojan name,~
2183 9, 968 | Then trembles Prochyta, then Ischia roars:~
2184 6, 602 | Here Procris, Eriphyle here he found,~
2185 5, Arg | and sails for Italy. Venus procures of Neptune a safe voyage
2186 6, 587 | Who prodigally throw their souls away;~
2187 11, 184 | hate to Turnus, as his foe profess’d,~
2188 9, 996 | Amata proffers with Lavinia’s crown:~
2189 10, 84 | What profits it my son to scape the fire,~
2190 6, 730 | The seat of night profound, and punish’d fiends.”~
2191 8, 842 | Projected for the rape of Sabine dames.~
2192 5, 351 | With figures prominent, and richly wrought,~
2193 3, 188 | And I myself new marriages promote,~
2194 12, 1139| the bold nymph afford this prompt relief,~
2195 2, 454 | Prompts me thro’ lifted swords and
2196 11, 1009| within his hand an iron prong,~
2197 11, 731 | short the pirate’s lance; pronounce his fate,~
2198 3, 317 | In vain—the fated skin is proof to wounds;~
2199 4, 390 | Thou woman’s property, what mak’st thou here,~
2200 4, 675 | Besides, old prophecies augment her fears;~
2201 6, 516 | Till they propitiate thy offended ghost,~
2202 10, 222 | Propos’d the terms; his own small
2203 5, 1028| She prosecutes the ghost of Troy with pains,~
2204 4, 832 | And prosper the design thy will commands.”~
2205 3, 915 | Diana’s name, protectress of the shore.~
2206 10, 825 | wheels, and his left foot protends,~
2207 9, 289 | And but protract the cause you cannot gain.~
2208 6, 676 | Your single prowess long sustain’d the fight,~
2209 6, 566 | The prudent Sibyl had before prepar’
2210 7, 248 | On a short pruning hook his head reclines,~
2211 9, 1032| Then Halius, Prytanis, Alcander fall—~
2212 5, 431 | treading where the treach’rous puddle lay,~
2213 9, 453 | And puff’d the fumy god from out
2214 12, 910 | he stops, and backward pulls the reins.~
2215 12, 182 | In purest white the priests their
2216 6, 1004| plung’d in waters, others purg’d in fires,~
2217 12, 840 | the polluted place with purging fires.”~
2218 11, 1273| All pressing on, pursuers and pursued,~
2219 2, 175 | with endless clamors and pursuit~
2220 12, 163 | He pushes at the winds; he digs the
2221 10, 805 | And pushing at their chests his pointed
2222 10, 265 | which Minio’s fields and Pyrgi gave,~
2223 3, 817 | And for his wine he quaffs the streaming blood.~
2224 11, 698 | Talk on, ye quaint haranguers of the crowd:~
2225 6, 1087| foreseen approach, already quake~
2226 12, 641 | the rest the beamy weapon quakes.~
2227 12, 2 | broken, and their courage quell’d,~
2228 1, 220 | And quenches their innate desire of blood:~
2229 9, 930 | Bold Quercens, with rash Tmarus, rushing
2230 12, 4 | His honor question’d for the promis’d fight;~
2231 12, 278 | All claims, all questions of debate, shall cease;~
2232 4, 430 | Quick to presage, and ev’n in
2233 6, 879 | fingers, and harmonious quill,~
2234 5, 561 | Stripp’d of his quilted coat, his body bares;~
2235 1, 400 | And Remus with Quirinus shall sustain~
2236 4, 220 | Quite otherwise the stags, a trembling
2237 4, 361 | And drives the racking clouds along the liquid
2238 9, 16 | And form’d a radiant rainbow in her flight.~
2239 11, 323 | They rake the yet warm ashes from
2240 5, 973 | He rakes hot embers, and renews the
2241 9, 1050| Bold Mnestheus rallies first the broken train,~
2242 2, 561 | The Grecians rally, and their pow’rs unite,~
2243 5, 765 | Broken, they break; and, rallying, they renew~
2244 11, 1184| At unawares, or ranch’d a shepherd’s side,~
2245 4, 96 | Wounds with a random shaft the careless hind,~
2246 8, 907 | Rang’d on the line oppos’d, Antonius
2247 9, 823 | They wake before the day to range the wood,~
2248 7, 676 | Tyrrheus, chief ranger to the Latian king:~
2249 9, 74 | Thus ranges eager Turnus o’er the plain.~
2250 4, 100 | Sticks in her side, and rankles in her heart.~
2251 2, 1038| The spoils which they from ransack’d houses brought,~
2252 12, 397 | Like that rapacious bird, infest our land:~
2253 8, 842 | Projected for the rape of Sabine dames.~
2254 8, 753 | His rapes and murthers on the Tuscan
2255 10, 1055| with Parthenius, were by Rapo kill’d.~
2256 6, 553 | A venerable gift, so rarely seen.~
2257 9, 29 | Now march the bold confed’rates thro’ the plain,~
2258 8, 309 | Owls, ravens, all ill omens of the night,~
2259 3, 430 | Apollo’s altar slew the ravisher.~
2260 2, 551 | Amid the barb’rous ravishers he flew:~
2261 12, 573 | The steel remains. No readier way he found~
2262 4, 744 | With brazen sickles reap’d at noon of night;~
2263 8, 146 | Till dauntless Pallas reassur’d the rest~
2264 1, 189 | This bold attempt, this rebel insolence?~
2265 5, 1035| And mov’d rebellion in your wat’ry reign.~
2266 7, 18 | From hence were heard, rebellowing to the main,~
2267 4, 708 | The yawning earth rebellows to her call,~
2268 10, 1039| here the champion of my rebels lies!”~
2269 3, 319 | At length rebuff’d, they leave their mangled
2270 1, 188 | Then thus rebuk’d: “Audacious winds! from
2271 11, 1075| Recalls each leader, by his name,
2272 9, 1079| Moves tardy back, and just recedes from fight.~
2273 1, Arg | Mercury to procure him a kind reception among the Carthaginians.
2274 12, 198 | Reclining on their ample shields,
2275 1, 869 | Then recollected stood, and thus began:~
2276 5, 1007| good AEneas cheers, and recommends~
2277 12, 269 | Propitious now, and reconcil’d by pray’r;~
2278 12, 926 | what pow’r can Turnus have recourse,~
2279 3, 399 | faints, she falls, and scarce recov’ring strength,~
2280 8, 698 | Redd’ning the skies, and glitt’
2281 10, 1211| How much too dear has that redemption cost!~
2282 9, 79 | Where, fenc’d with strong redoubts, their navy lies,~
2283 6, 573 | He reels, and, falling, fills the
2284 3, 298 | the dinner, and the beds refit,~
2285 1, 777 | Refitted from your woods with planks
2286 2, 646 | Reflect the sun; and rais’d on spires
2287 2, 1006| I knew not, or reflected, till I meet~
2288 9, 508 | which the moon with full reflection play’d.~
2289 7, 732 | But now, both parties reinforc’d, the fields~
2290 8, 31 | Thinks, and rejects the counsels he design’d;~
2291 7, Arg | commanders, are here particularly related.~
2292 2, 953 | And guard this relic of the Trojan race,~
2293 10, 141 | faith th’ adult’rous youth relied;~
2294 4, 786 | I drew reluctant from their native shore?~
2295 1, 743 | And spare the remnant of a pious race!~
2296 1, 45 | She drove the remnants of the Trojan host;~
2297 10, 743 | Thus having said, of kind remorse bereft,~
2298 2, 540 | Remount the hollow horse, and pant
2299 11, 695 | Like that of swans remurm’ring to the floods,~
2300 3, 346 | These omens; render vain this prophecy,~
2301 5, 684 | And renders back the weapon in the wound.~
2302 2, Arg | appointed for the general rendezvouze, he finds a great confluence
2303 10, 359 | He said no more. And now renewing day~
2304 5, 542 | Renounc’d his challenge, and refus’
2305 9, 1060| Forsaking honor, and renouncing fame,~
2306 1, 394 | Securely shall repay with rites divine;~
2307 6, 847 | Some have old laws repeal’d, new statutes made,~
2308 4, 707 | Repels the stars, and backward
2309 6, 590 | With late repentance now they would retrieve~
2310 8, 327 | The ghosts repine at violated night,~
2311 8, 236 | The youths replac’d, and soon restor’d the
2312 8, 634 | those murthers, O ye gods, replace~
2313 6, 619 | Of rumor true, in your reported death,~
2314 5, 1135| For faith repos’d on seas, and on the flatt’
2315 10, 1290| o’er his head, with this reproachful word:~
2316 12, 401 | Haste to the rescue, and redeem your king.”~
2317 1, 524 | With pious care I rescued from our foes.~
2318 1, 968 | And in the sweet resemblance takes delight.~
2319 3, 773 | bare of flesh, he scarce resembled man.~
2320 3, 393 | The grove itself resembles Ida’s wood;~
2321 3, 408 | My fate resembling that of Hector’s wife.~
2322 5, 812 | O wretched we, reserv’d by cruel fate,~
2323 7, 207 | palace where their prince resides,)~
2324 6, 148 | And the resisting air the thunder broke;~
2325 11, 1109| Resists the royal hawk; and, tho’
2326 2, 862 | Refus’d the journey, resolute to die~
2327 2, Arg | horse. He declares the fix’d resolution he had taken not to survive
2328 11, 831 | desp’rate in distress, resolves at last.~
2329 4, 206 | When to his native Delos he resorts,~
2330 6, 797 | O’er hollow arches of resounding brass,~
2331 12, 745 | Whom without respite at one charge he slew:~
2332 11, 414 | Yet by his own adult’ress lost his life;~
2333 7, 864 | Their restiff steeds in sandy plains prepare;~
2334 3, 114 | Give, O Thymbraeus, give a resting place~
2335 11, 282 | Restoring toils, when she restor’d
2336 12, 1187| With this restriction, not to bend the bow,~
2337 11, 694 | A jarring sound results, and mingles in the sky,~
2338 3, 572 | And she resumes no more her museful care,~
2339 4, 389 | Resuming his own shape: “Degenerate
2340 12, 1080| His wound, so newly knit, retards the chase,~
2341 9, 441 | Where Remus, with his rich retinue, lies.~
2342 7, 520 | if the line of Turnus you retrace,~
2343 6, 718 | with mortal eyes our dark retreats,~
2344 6, 590 | repentance now they would retrieve~
2345 9, 596 | Content, in death, to be reveng’d so well.~
2346 11, 413 | The proud revenger of another’s wife,~
2347 4, 756 | Who minds, or who revenges, injur’d love.~
2348 8, 459 | A reverent fear (such superstition
2349 4, 572 | Reviews his forces: they with early
2350 7, 407 | But slain revive, and, taken, scape again?~
2351 3, 245 | This day revives within my mind what she~
2352 9, 245 | around. Now hear what I revolve—~
2353 6, 764 | And awful Rhadamanthus rules the state.~
2354 7, 921 | The priestess Rhea found, and forc’d to love.~
2355 1, 657 | The tents of Rhesus next his grief renew,~
2356 8, 969 | And there the Rhine submits her swelling tides,~
2357 10, 1231| O Rhoebus, we have liv’d too long
2358 3, 148 | To the Rhoetean shores old Teucrus came;~
2359 8, 295 | The door, a rib of living rock; with pains~
2360 7, 679 | his budding horns, with ribbons tied~
2361 5, 807 | Once blest with riches, and a mother’s name.~
2362 5, 1056| Stood up on ridges to behold the sea;~
2363 1, 401 | The righteous laws, and fraud and force
2364 6, 844 | Learn righteousness, and dread th’ avenging
2365 12, 839 | The peace profan’d our rightful arms requires;~
2366 4, 238 | torrents raise the creeping rills.~
2367 12, 1337| Or stones from batt’ring-engines break the walls:~
2368 12, 1027| darts, nor drive their batt’ring-rams below.~
2369 10, 1134| Shouts of applause ran ringing thro’ the field,~
2370 4, 331 | In slothful riot and inglorious ease,~
2371 1, 353 | And, ripe for heav’n, when fate AEneas
2372 8, 564 | Before their hands, to ripen for the skies:~
2373 1, 386 | An age is ripening in revolving fate~
2374 12, 649 | Thou, when thy riper years shall send thee forth~
2375 10, 438 | from his wretched mother ripp’d and torn;~
2376 4, 182 | The rosy morn was risen from the main,~
2377 3, 450 | A riv’let by the name of Xanthus
2378 11, 1031| The weapon falls, the riven steel gives way:~
2379 4, 747 | Robbing the mother’s love. The destin’
2380 2, 661 | mighty breach is made: the rooms conceal’d~
2381 1, 992 | His rosy-color’d cheeks, his radiant eyes,~
2382 11, 1268| and thick, and shake the rotten ground.~
2383 6, 1047| great they look! how vig’rously they wield~
2384 6, 663 | their ships, and glean’d the routed rear.~
2385 11, 1054| The goring rowels in his bleeding sides.~
2386 2, 612 | marks of state and ancient royalty.~
2387 8, 253 | whose feet such heaps of rubbish lie;~
2388 2, 91 | and sigh’d, and cast a rueful eye:~
2389 5, 1044| Then thus the mighty Ruler of the Main:~
2390 11, 1154| Phoebus, the ruling pow’r among the gods,~
2391 8, 323 | the pent vapors, with a rumbling sound,~
2392 2, 131 | Ambiguous rumors thro’ the camp he spread,~
2393 10, 989 | flatted, and his helmet rung.~
2394 5, 383 | The rival runners without order stand;~
2395 9, 914 | Pand’rus and Bitias, thunderbolts
2396 12, 549 | By adverse air, and rustles in the wind.~
2397 7, 867 | Part scour the rusty shields with seam; and part~
2398 6, 179 | The ruthless king with pity could inspire,~
2399 12, Arg | agreed on, but broken by the Rutili, who wound AEneas. He is
2400 7, 656 | The gods invok’d, the Rutuli prepare~
2401 4, 86 | feeds their altars with Sabaean smoke,~
2402 8, 938 | And soft Sabaeans quit the wat’ry field.~
2403 8, 378 | With Saban smoke, their heads with
2404 7, 247 | There good Sabinus, planter of the vines,~
2405 9, 350 | My conqu’ring sire at sack’d Arisba gain’d;~
2406 7, 1087| Auruncan youth, and those Sacrana yields,~
2407 10, 1053| Sacrator laid Hydaspes on the plain;~
2408 2, 268 | With solemn pomp then sacrific’d a steer;~
2409 3, 160 | Thus having said, the sacrifices, laid~
2410 10, 381 | Shoot sanguine streams, and sadden all the skies:~
2411 10, 1167| Of his own filial love, a sadly pleasing thought:~
2412 9, 781 | Sagar, and Ida, standing on the
2413 12, 945 | Came Sages urging on his foamy steed:~
2414 3, 356 | Sun’s temple, which the sailor fears.~
2415 1, 877 | When Teucer came, from Salamis exil’d,~
2416 3, 514 | And guards with arms the Salentinian fields;~
2417 8, 879 | Hard by, the leaping Salian priests advance;~
2418 8, 377 | The Salii sing, and cense his altars
2419 12, 219 | The wanton sallies of my wand’ring lord.~
2420 7, 876 | Some twine young sallows to support the shield;~
2421 6, 788 | Salmoneus, suff’ring cruel pains,
2422 12, 260 | With salt and meal: with like officious
2423 1, 24 | Than her own Argos, or the Samian shore.~
2424 7, 285 | And Samothracia, Samos call’d before.~
2425 7, 285 | And Samothracia, Samos call’d before.~
2426 4, 250 | To veil the crime and sanctify the shame.~
2427 8, 602 | Above his ankles; sandals sheathe his feet:~
2428 12, 307 | O’erflow the shores, or sap the solid ground;~
2429 5, 860 | Green boughs and saplings, mingled in their haste,~
2430 12, 993 | Or sapp’d by time, or loosen’d from
2431 7, 1019| Where swelling Sarnus seeks the Tyrrhene sea;~
2432 10, 574 | Beholds the satiate flames in sheets ascend
2433 7, 1009| And rough Saticulans, inur’d to wants:~
2434 11, 484 | To save our friends, and satisfy our foes.~
2435 9, 409 | And in an iv’ry scabbard sheath’d the blade.~
2436 9, 1018| Scalp, face, and shoulders the
2437 4, 384 | A purple scarf, with gold embroider’d o’
2438 1, 559 | widely spread ambrosial scents around:~
2439 6, 1159| The Scipios’ worth, those thunderbolts
2440 9, 26 | He scoop’d the water from the crystal
2441 9, 717 | Scorch’d, and to distance drove
2442 4, 312 | Yet, scorning me, by passion blindly led,~
2443 6, 1123| With ignominy scourg’d, in open sight,~
2444 10, 1080| Her scourge aloft, and crest of hissing
2445 12, 502 | Let loose the reins, and scours along the field:~
2446 12, 528 | But, met upon the scout, th’ AEtolian prince~
2447 12, 384 | They cuff, they scratch, they cross his airy course;~
2448 12, 1267| sounding flight, and fun’ral screams of hell!~
2449 4, 672 | The solitary screech owl strains her throat,~
2450 5, 655 | On the first scroll was read Hippocoon.~
2451 4, 73 | With ease resolv’d the scruples of her fame,~
2452 8, 944 | By winds and waves, and scudding thro’ the throng.~
2453 6, 33 | There too, in living sculpture, might be seen~
2454 6, 1010| The scurf is worn away of each committed
2455 3, 726 | Caulonian tow’rs, and Scylacaean strands,~
2456 7, 418 | What have my Scyllas and my Syrtes done,~
2457 2, 651 | To force the gate; the Scyrian infantry~
2458 7, 867 | scour the rusty shields with seam; and part~
2459 6, 333 | soldier’s fauchion, and a seaman’s oar.~
2460 8, 278 | And led the searcher backward from the cave.~
2461 6, 899 | And searching wits, of more mechanic parts,~
2462 4, 843 | She look’d to seaward; but the sea was void,~
2463 7, 812 | Wash off the seaweeds, and the sounding tides—~
2464 4, 792 | Or seconded too well what I design’d.~
2465 4, Arg | him from Carthage. AEneas secretly prepares for his voyage.
2466 9, 81 | Secures from all approach this weaker
2467 9, 999 | count’nance calm, and soul sedate,~
2468 12, 30 | To whom the king sedately thus replied:~
2469 | seeming
2470 6, 1089| Their seers behold the tempest from
2471 2, 24 | Selected numbers of their soldiers
2472 7, 205 | youths from all his train selects,~
2473 8, 174 | Yet, my self-conscious worth, your high renown,~
2474 3, 926 | We pass’d Selinus, and the palmy land,~
2475 7, 1015| From nymph Semethis and old Telon sprung,~
2476 4, 514 | The sender and the sent I both attest):~
2477 7, 498 | And seiz’d her cooler senses by degrees;~
2478 10, 1230| The steed seem’d sensible, while thus he spoke:~
2479 2, 106 | Accus’d and sentenc’d for pretended crimes,~
2480 6, 389 | terrible to view, their sentry keep;~
2481 6, 954 | A sep’rate grove, thro’ which
2482 4, Arg | consent, raises a storm, which separates the hunters, and drives
2483 3, 54 | Scarce dare I tell the sequel: from the womb~
2484 1, 863 | Serestus with his left; then to his
2485 1, 719 | Antheus, Sergestus grave, Cloanthus strong,~
2486 5, 160 | Sergesthus, who began the Sergian race,~
2487 1, 1057| To hear the series of the war desir’d.~
2488 10, 176 | This end the sessions had: the senate rise,~
2489 3, Arg | the oracle’s answer, he settles in Crete; his household
2490 1, 124 | Then, settling on the sea, the surges sweep,~
2491 7 | THE SEVENTH BOOK~
2492 6, 645 | Where, sever’d from the rest, the warrior
2493 7, 984 | mountaineers, that from Severus came,~
2494 8, 353 | Behold his shagged breast, his giant size,~
2495 1, 160 | Dash’d on the shallows of the moving sand,~
2496 3, 202 | common gift of balmy slumber shares:~
2497 11, 270 | to view the tears thou shedd’st in vain?~
2498 5, 1132| steers aloof, and shuns the shelf.~
2499 5, 230 | Turn’d short upon the shelfs, and madly steer’d.~
2500 5, 1125| by the Sirens’ cliffs, a shelfy coast,~
2501 10, 300 | Frowning he seems his crooked shell to sound,~
2502 5, 219 | bold Cloanthus near the shelvings draw.~
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