Book, Chapter

 1    1,  15| pretended good humor soothed his anger, and at last, Ascyltos smiled
 2    2,  47|     friend of yours, in a fit of anger at his brother, willed his
 3    2,  62|       crow's meat? I'll call the anger of Jupiter down on you and
 4    2,  79|        to beg him to control his anger. "There's not one of us
 5    3,  98|          to my fury. Then, as my anger cooled, little by little, "
 6    4, 103|         of it. And so it is with anger in the heart; in savage
 7    4, 103|         Eumolpus, "see! I end my anger with a kiss. May good luck
 8    4, 112|        feature in a sooty cloud. Anger turned into loathing. Swearing
 9    4, 117|          hearts left no room for anger. Tryphaena was lying in
10    4, 125|        For no less consuming the anger that wars in this bosom,~
11    4, 126|         victory, comrades,~While anger seethes hot. With the sword
12    4, 127|         weapons.~While Caesar in anger the swelling peaks treads
13    4, 128|           now, ye nations,~While anger seethes hot, seize your
14    5, 132|          am bewitched!" (Circe's anger was far from being appeased
15    5, 136|   returned to life!" I vented my anger in words such as these.~
16    5, 143|       had been persecuted by the anger of the gods, I broke out
17    6     |       why this thing arouses his anger so much more than anything