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quadgram | frequency |
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this way and that | 16 |
the middle of the | 14 |
see note on book | 11 |
was one of the | 9 |
in the middle of | 9 |
in front of the | 8 |
was the son of | 8 |
and all the gods | 7 |
the father of the | 7 |
this side and that | 7 |
the men of troy | 7 |
with his left hand | 7 |
the son of hyrtacus | 7 |
of the gods and | 6 |
mother of the gods | 6 |
of all the world | 6 |
the fortunes of the | 6 |
at the sight of | 6 |
on this side and | 6 |
many and many a | 6 |
father of the gods | 6 |
the lord of fire | 6 |
and in the midst | 6 |
to right and left | 6 |
the earth and sea | 6 |
by land and sea | 6 |
called the gods to | 6 |
and called the gods | 6 |
the sons of atreus | 6 |
from side to side | 6 |
and all the house | 5 |
it may not be | 5 |
the image of the | 5 |
with the best mss | 5 |
to the walls of | 5 |
was the father of | 5 |
the bay of naples | 5 |
and with these words | 5 |
thrice and four times | 5 |
in the midst of | 5 |
far and wide the | 5 |
the mother of the | 5 |
out of all the | 5 |
and more and more | 5 |
the name of the | 5 |
but when he saw | 5 |
the story of the | 5 |
and all the world | 5 |
and all the host | 5 |
in the hands of | 5 |
the stars of heaven | 5 |
and the fields of | 5 |
the sons of troy | 5 |
the light of day | 5 |
from all the world | 5 |
the temple of the | 5 |
forefront of the fight | 5 |
through the midst of | 5 |
with point and edge | 5 |
omitted with the best | 5 |
the father of gods | 5 |
the fates of rome | 5 |
such were the words | 5 |
the rising of the | 5 |
earth and air and | 5 |
through all the world | 5 |
in gold and purple | 5 |
his way to the | 5 |
as the word he | 5 |
temples of the gods | 5 |
when he saw the | 5 |
of gods and men | 5 |
scarce had he said | 4 |
the aeneid of virgil | 4 |
the shock of battle | 4 |
close on everlasting night | 4 |
there is a place | 4 |
tamer of the steed | 4 |
the summit of the | 4 |
from the depths of | 4 |
to the ships and | 4 |
on the banks of | 4 |
the battle of actium | 4 |
of the lower world | 4 |
as many as the | 4 |
the courts of the | 4 |
rising of the sun | 4 |
the towers of rome | 4 |
in the toils of | 4 |
of the king of | 4 |
the walls of troy | 4 |
if in any wise | 4 |
in the under world | 4 |
and all the earth | 4 |
along the winding shore | 4 |
of men of old | 4 |
of the hardy heart | 4 |
with the blood of | 4 |
the rest of the | 4 |
the likeness of his | 4 |
the horses of the | 4 |
and in a moment | 4 |
and king of men | 4 |
and all at once | 4 |
the trojans from their | 4 |
the glory of the | 4 |
the son of othrys | 4 |
gods and king of | 4 |
the high house of | 4 |
of ocean and the | 4 |
forth from out the | 4 |
father of gods and | 4 |
the circle of the | 4 |
the secrets of the | 4 |
in the depth of | 4 |
such words as this | 4 |
are the gates of | 4 |
he spake the word | 4 |
rest and iron slumber | 4 |
lord of fire had | 4 |
the sire of gods | 4 |
them as they go | 4 |
dido and the trojan | 4 |
all the force of | 4 |
note on book vi | 4 |
the gods to aid | 4 |
the altar and the | 4 |
of the worship of | 4 |
is said to have | 4 |
the margin of the | 4 |
so soon as the | 4 |
iron slumber seal his | 4 |
after the battle of | 4 |
and iron slumber seal | 4 |
wondrous to be told | 4 |
of the civil war | 4 |
so the fates ordain | 4 |
as tells the tale | 4 |
in the house of | 4 |
in the forefront of | 4 |
from the height of | 4 |
of all the gods | 4 |
such words as these | 4 |
sheep of two years | 4 |
the fates will find | 4 |
to the shades below | 4 |
the fount of nile | 4 |
of gods and king | 4 |
and far and wide | 4 |
the wife of doryclus | 4 |
swifter than the wind | 4 |
scorner of the gods | 4 |
horses of the sun | 4 |
in honour of the | 4 |
lead him to the | 4 |
that is to say | 4 |
the gods to hear | 4 |
of two years old | 4 |
the land of saturn | 3 |
here and there the | 3 |
on the field of | 3 |
and now they drew | 3 |
so soon as he | 3 |
in days of old | 3 |
weight of gold and | 3 |
and both his hands | 3 |
an island in the | 3 |
the stars in heaven | 3 |
fates will find a | 3 |
note on book iii | 3 |
on the lofty stern | 3 |
and the cries of | 3 |
message to your king | 3 |
the hearts of men | 3 |
they drew nigh the | 3 |
and the stars that | 3 |
not one of all | 3 |
and the river of | 3 |
the first of all | 3 |
swing out the oars | 3 |
and in her flight | 3 |
on the yellow sand | 3 |
from right and left | 3 |
put an end to | 3 |
the mighty under shield | 3 |
in days gone by | 3 |
till the third summer | 3 |
through all the gates | 3 |
on his shoulders the | 3 |
in weed of war | 3 |
thou dost not know | 3 |
the day is come | 3 |
the son of tydeus | 3 |
the air of heaven | 3 |
the belly of the | 3 |
in the very gateway | 3 |
first of all with | 3 |
more than all the | 3 |
tamer of the horse | 3 |
of heaven and hell | 3 |
and the lust of | 3 |
device or in what | 3 |
and on the deep | 3 |
and the shore of | 3 |
one boon i ask | 3 |
empire of the world | 3 |
and thus in words | 3 |
in the pride of | 3 |
by her own hand | 3 |
the two sons of | 3 |
to the chamber of | 3 |
a xanthus and a | 3 |
trust not the horse | 3 |
with what device or | 3 |
these words of mine | 3 |
gnashing his teeth and | 3 |
to the spirit of | 3 |
presses hotly on his | 3 |
on the mountain heights | 3 |
the goddess of the | 3 |
follow on thy way | 3 |
hand shall give thee | 3 |
in sleep and wine | 3 |
on the winding shore | 3 |
have a mind to | 3 |
smouldering on the ground | 3 |
the hand of him | 3 |
a cry goes up | 3 |
in the south of | 3 |
but when she saw | 3 |
of the war and | 3 |
the jaws of hell | 3 |
all the tale of | 3 |
the end is come | 3 |
and all the winds | 3 |
shall the land of | 3 |
thee and thine arms | 3 |
the centre of the | 3 |
from off the mountain | 3 |
on an unknown shore | 3 |
many a thing of | 3 |
of the sea and | 3 |
thundered on the left | 3 |
and all the blood | 3 |
in the days of | 3 |
and ever and again | 3 |
with her right hand | 3 |
by the banks of | 3 |
the bird of jove | 3 |
shall be the end | 3 |
to the courts of | 3 |
let us follow where | 3 |
the saffron bed of | 3 |
for many a year | 3 |
driven by the wind | 3 |
out of sight of | 3 |
and all the sea | 3 |
the answer of the | 3 |
on every side the | 3 |
to join battle with | 3 |
the ruler of the | 3 |
the empire of the | 3 |
through his ribs and | 3 |
the house of lords | 3 |
with his own hand | 3 |
thing i beseech thee | 3 |
not far from here | 3 |
was the king of | 3 |
their brows bound with | 3 |
loved his hapless friend | 3 |
upon the yellow sand | 3 |
in his hand two | 3 |
as he spake the | 3 |
the banks of rhine | 3 |
or in what hope | 3 |
of many a man | 3 |
and so at last | 3 |
they wend their ways | 3 |
the days of old | 3 |
all the best mss | 3 |
if fame be true | 3 |
me to the greeks | 3 |
hand to hand and | 3 |
a bull to neptune | 3 |
likeness of his own | 3 |
no heart to bear | 3 |
to meet aeneas in | 3 |
and chief of all | 3 |
let turnus seek his | 3 |
with all the best | 3 |
and all the mountain | 3 |
said to have been | 3 |
the daughter of saturn | 3 |
in the courts of | 3 |
the author of the | 3 |
they bare their backs | 3 |
and here and there | 3 |
but none the less | 3 |
such words to tell | 3 |
and others of the | 3 |
the accents faltered on | 3 |
in days of yore | 3 |
thought to burst the | 3 |
and on his shoulders | 3 |
the heart of him | 3 |
the land of romulus | 3 |
over all the field | 3 |
through the liquid air | 3 |
to the under world | 3 |
with his length of | 3 |
what device or in | 3 |
yield we to phoebus | 3 |
secrets of the world | 3 |
in the face of | 3 |
thus in words of | 3 |
the minds of men | 3 |
on the dry beach | 3 |
of the earth and | 3 |
the groans of those | 3 |
thus with roseate lips | 3 |
with these words he | 3 |
for what do i | 3 |
the forefront of the | 3 |
silver and of gold | 3 |
and the man who | 3 |
the weapons of the | 3 |
the topmost of the | 3 |
and on what shore | 3 |
the beast of lerna | 3 |
amidmost of the foe | 3 |
from floor to floor | 3 |
the force of the | 3 |
a grove before the | 3 |
so speaks he weeping | 3 |
earth and sea and | 3 |
with foot and spear | 3 |
in his breast the | 3 |
the labours of the | 3 |
battle hand to hand | 3 |
the age of gold | 3 |
at the age of | 3 |
the home of the | 3 |
of his sire of | 3 |
sire of gods and | 3 |
of silver and of | 3 |
of silver and gold | 3 |
join battle with the | 3 |
and tell the stars | 3 |
to go to the | 3 |
wide the door of | 3 |
and with a bound | 3 |
by the heavenly powers | 3 |
lying along the grass | 3 |
the measure of their | 3 |
of sky and sea | 3 |
all the race of | 3 |
through the fleet air | 3 |
the midmost of the | 3 |
feign it vowed for | 3 |
up to the starry | 3 |
the tamer of the | 3 |
down the tide of | 3 |
of the land and | 3 |
the tale be true | 3 |
is in the hands | 3 |
what shall he do | 3 |
the wrath of heaven | 3 |
in the grove of | 3 |
under high troy town | 3 |
as one of the | 3 |
in the midmost of | 3 |
the guardian of the | 3 |
many a purple fold | 3 |
the legend was that | 3 |
with the bones of | 3 |
the queen of heaven | 3 |
the shores of crete | 3 |
the old man spoke | 3 |
all the world the | 3 |
the breathing of the | 3 |
you with my store | 3 |
and sweep through the | 3 |
the soothsayer thus began | 3 |
the powers of heaven | 3 |
was the daughter of | 3 |
grim rest and iron | 3 |
this hand shall give | 3 |
the inmost of his | 3 |
i rush to arms | 3 |
at the foot of | 3 |
the latins turn their | 3 |
at the battle of | 3 |
his name and race | 3 |
in forefront of the | 3 |
by the waves and | 3 |
the fame alone of | 3 |
was a river in | 3 |
and on the air | 3 |
the field of fight | 3 |
the treachery of the | 3 |
of such a mighty | 3 |
and over all the | 3 |
and air and sea | 3 |
the seed of saturn | 3 |
of the stars and | 3 |
of the roman race | 3 |
the altar of the | 3 |
and leaves the trunk | 3 |
the eldest of the | 3 |
lay thee in the | 3 |
send him back to | 3 |
the ashes of the | 3 |
the light of heaven | 3 |
and so caused the | 3 |
history of the roman | 3 |
the tide of battle | 3 |
treachery of the grecians | 3 |
and the accents faltered | 3 |
their backs in flight | 3 |
for the hand of | 3 |
the dreams of sleep | 3 |
and mingles with the | 3 |
the son of the | 3 |
such a word she | 3 |
him on these shoulders | 3 |
him in the face | 3 |
turnus seek his own | 3 |
all glad at heart | 3 |
the dead of night | 3 |
on this hand and | 3 |
for so great a | 3 |
of italy and the | 3 |
as is shown by | 3 |
the features of the | 3 |
all the world is | 3 |
warder of the gate | 3 |
from the latin city | 3 |
of men and things | 3 |
first of all the | 3 |
the number of his | 3 |
the doors are torn | 3 |
had he spoken thus | 3 |
and all for nought | 3 |
his length of keel | 3 |
the breezes of the | 3 |
mistress of the world | 3 |
deep in his throat | 3 |
issue from the camp | 3 |
from midmost of the | 3 |
and side by side | 3 |
dash into the fray | 3 |
the walls of war | 3 |
the turmoil of the | 3 |
the face of heaven | 3 |
against the foe to | 3 |
and all that is | 3 |
the sons of tyrrheus | 3 |
so great a name | 3 |
and the sound of | 3 |
to the gods of | 3 |
on the open plain | 3 |
his own right hand | 3 |
the walls of rome | 3 |
on either hand a | 3 |
temple of the gods | 3 |
will find a way | 3 |
shall pay the penalty | 3 |
when he saw how | 3 |
in the midst a | 3 |
in the midst is | 3 |
at the close of | 3 |
all the world beneath | 3 |
and the tide of | 3 |
the dress he wore | 3 |
in a grove before | 3 |
the fury of the | 3 |
his hand two broad | 3 |
bodies of the slain | 3 |
and so the fates | 3 |
the ramparts and the | 3 |
is shown by the | 3 |
there he lay upon | 3 |
and all the tale | 3 |
the land and sea | 3 |
close hand to hand | 3 |
again and yet again | 3 |
if the tale be | 3 |
to the story of | 3 |
the southern part of | 3 |
and gladdens at the | 3 |
the dwellings of the | 3 |
with fire and sword | 3 |
the burning of the | 3 |
identified with the greek | 3 |
and the city of | 3 |
him as he lay | 3 |
the gods to witness | 3 |
of gold and ivory | 3 |
the altars of the | 3 |
of the roman empire | 3 |
and bodies of the | 3 |
the river and the | 3 |
when i am dead | 3 |
all the while the | 3 |
open now the gates | 2 |
it on the shore | 2 |
then the lord omnipotent | 2 |
rulers of the land | 2 |
a shout goes up | 2 |
his proper right to | 2 |
to them in vain | 2 |
if a way there | 2 |
and cheers on his | 2 |
virgil translated into english | 2 |
by the walls of | 2 |
of the death that | 2 |
keep my pallas safe | 2 |
turns the pole with | 2 |
forth from his mouth | 2 |
upon their way with | 2 |
break the silence of | 2 |
through his arm the | 2 |
but a bay and | 2 |
very hands had wrought | 2 |
one and all they | 2 |
am vanquished by aeneas | 2 |
then dido and the | 2 |
so amid the battle | 2 |
drew near the wall | 2 |
for the sake of | 2 |
the youth of troy | 2 |
and all the haven | 2 |
and to the gods | 2 |
a dusky shower drew | 2 |
from his hiding place | 2 |
i learn to succour | 2 |
in a strange land | 2 |
the love of mars | 2 |
way and that his | 2 |
fall the teucrians on | 2 |
and ope the gates | 2 |
ye lack from king | 2 |
where hurriest thou again | 2 |
and called upon the | 2 |
translation of the aeneid | 2 |
that fell from heaven | 2 |
and turnus and his | 2 |
from augustus to charlemagne | 2 |
to hear his vows | 2 |
rank herbs are sought | 2 |
unless they yield them | 2 |
from the other side | 2 |
to wage the war | 2 |
stiff with gold and | 2 |
down the wind for | 2 |
in his own name | 2 |
and tracks his man | 2 |
with all his strength | 2 |
withdraw not from our | 2 |
him fall before his | 2 |
forth from his work | 2 |
the founder of the | 2 |
night and day the | 2 |
and hurry to the | 2 |
on this side are | 2 |
many a winding fold | 2 |
buried in drunken sleep | 2 |
was changed into a | 2 |
with aeneas from the | 2 |
way and that their | 2 |
bear up against the | 2 |
and in their hearts | 2 |
a sea of ships | 2 |
is the town of | 2 |
if that be glory | 2 |
flowed into the sea | 2 |
whose waters i run | 2 |
a word doth say | 2 |
the sweep of oars | 2 |
in his throat the | 2 |
the world beneath his | 2 |
the latin realm to | 2 |
the standards of the | 2 |
for the stain of | 2 |
a pathway through the | 2 |
have found their way | 2 |
with sword in hand | 2 |
them on the strand | 2 |
of the people and | 2 |
gods of heaven and | 2 |
the world and all | 2 |
embers of the fire | 2 |
driven on the libyan | 2 |
and stayed his steps | 2 |
of blood and brains | 2 |
the trojans through the | 2 |
on the sword and | 2 |
that all the earth | 2 |
no sound is heard | 2 |
to the stars in | 2 |
was the time when | 2 |
ring out again with | 2 |
that rule the earth | 2 |
with vows and prayer | 2 |
glad in the gods | 2 |
with shouts of triumph | 2 |
open day and night | 2 |
as when in fierce | 2 |
by the cold river | 2 |
pole with burning stars | 2 |
foot things shake down | 2 |
suppliant at thy door | 2 |
the arms of kings | 2 |
on it the arms | 2 |
may the gods give | 2 |
for all that he | 2 |
iris down the sky | 2 |
breaks up the hollow | 2 |
the oracle of hammon | 2 |
be a joy to | 2 |
at the open gates | 2 |
the side of the | 2 |
and guardian of the | 2 |
him with the dead | 2 |
whence through nine mouths | 2 |
this cry pursued her | 2 |
rough seas i swear | 2 |
wilt thou not first | 2 |
and calls the gods | 2 |
face and raiment of | 2 |
then he bids slay | 2 |
full in face of | 2 |
the darkness of the | 2 |
the blame should bear | 2 |
a little space his | 2 |
the place was called | 2 |
so great as this | 2 |
the hour shall come | 2 |
rumour is that a | 2 |
i send you forth | 2 |
nor did they know | 2 |
and sends his spear | 2 |
i have a daughter | 2 |
and prayed the gods | 2 |
now they bare their | 2 |
i am vanquished by | 2 |
the earth and skies | 2 |
on the solitary shore | 2 |
man by his name | 2 |
is the name of | 2 |
from all the town | 2 |
with burning stars bestrown | 2 |
they drew anigh the | 2 |
east wind and west | 2 |
and drawing back his | 2 |
yet for a little | 2 |
from sea to sea | 2 |
other after the battle | 2 |
comeliest of the train | 2 |
deep tract of hell | 2 |
so great a world | 2 |
from every side and | 2 |
when at last he | 2 |
decision with the sword | 2 |
in first of fight | 2 |
of conington and nettleship | 2 |
in the war with | 2 |
the loins he came | 2 |
the name of troy | 2 |
forehead in the clouds | 2 |
the hand of venus | 2 |
and shot the warp | 2 |
the glory of his | 2 |
but it may be | 2 |
down at the thwarts | 2 |
venus and the fates | 2 |
the straits of messina | 2 |
and a voice is | 2 |
the rough seas i | 2 |
as they go to | 2 |
the spirit of the | 2 |
leading a mighty host | 2 |
setting stars counsel to | 2 |
with this cry pursued | 2 |
may come to pass | 2 |
his decks with flame | 2 |
him on the plain | 2 |
the cities of the | 2 |
longer in the dark | 2 |
it nought but italy | 2 |
what of the boy | 2 |
for we are not | 2 |
when from off the | 2 |
all the sons of | 2 |
the chances of the | 2 |
startled by the sudden | 2 |
wild beasts in the | 2 |
of a greater war | 2 |
seek out your ancient | 2 |
teucrians to the fight | 2 |
the cradle of our | 2 |
more the land in | 2 |
for himself the first | 2 |
him of his grace | 2 |
all the town in | 2 |
they leave the mountain | 2 |
our folk saw cacus | 2 |
then plunged into the | 2 |
and through the midst | 2 |
the head of remulus | 2 |
in the hand of | 2 |
no steeds of diomede | 2 |
and look to it | 2 |
of fortune and her | 2 |
and on the earth | 2 |
favour of the gods | 2 |
others hold the deep | 2 |
paphos and her home | 2 |
them as fellows to | 2 |
the great glory of | 2 |
and forced them to | 2 |
the city gates and | 2 |
them with the sword | 2 |
as earth brings forth | 2 |
weight of silver and | 2 |
and casts not a | 2 |
drown me in the | 2 |
i know i am | 2 |
to look upon his | 2 |
quivering light of water | 2 |
and full in face | 2 |
aeneian house shall reign | 2 |
the child of epytus | 2 |
is decidedly in favour | 2 |
in through all the | 2 |
the priestess calls the | 2 |
was directly inspired by | 2 |
too may seek a | 2 |
mighty in arms and | 2 |
from the lofty stern | 2 |
follow him in fight | 2 |
from a mound afar | 2 |
of the earth were | 2 |
breezes of the west | 2 |
and in the end | 2 |
round the trojan wall | 2 |
from the loins he | 2 |
very midmost of the | 2 |
their fates and fortunes | 2 |
the gods against the | 2 |
about the meadows wide | 2 |
and trembled at the | 2 |
they heard his words | 2 |
in pride of place | 2 |
with hands tied behind | 2 |
cries of men and | 2 |
but now the father | 2 |
sink the argives in | 2 |
the latest hour of | 2 |
limits of the sea | 2 |
latins sit and see | 2 |
orient ray sprinkled the | 2 |
of this passage is | 2 |
the wrath of the | 2 |
the empty house she | 2 |
east and west he | 2 |
with spear and shield | 2 |
on the right hand | 2 |
aeneas in single combat | 2 |
he takes the tale | 2 |
the water of the | 2 |
midmost of the foe | 2 |
as though all carthage | 2 |
the transmigration of souls | 2 |
the glittering falchion from | 2 |
the safety of the | 2 |
in the temple of | 2 |
in shelter of the | 2 |
the city is a | 2 |
booty of a world | 2 |
in a sheltered bay | 2 |
the fields of laurentum | 2 |
then spake the father | 2 |
in eager haste the | 2 |
where shall i follow | 2 |
as though it were | 2 |
and with a mighty | 2 |
trouble for my sake | 2 |
in torrents comes the | 2 |
it the arms that | 2 |
sunk in sleep and | 2 |
boding signs from heaven | 2 |
gods of ancient days | 2 |
in fury and despair | 2 |
the houses of the | 2 |
or whither hold you | 2 |
spelling has been left | 2 |
the augury they taught | 2 |
thine age is worthier | 2 |
achilles in his chariot | 2 |
and sons of sons | 2 |
gods and jove himself | 2 |
ilium and the great | 2 |
centres of the worship | 2 |
while others fill the | 2 |
for peace we pray | 2 |
then on the shore | 2 |
bravest of the greeks | 2 |
him in his bed | 2 |
and filled it with | 2 |
who alone of all | 2 |
and from the depths | 2 |
surf and sand mix | 2 |
speed you with my | 2 |
he lay upon the | 2 |
we too may seek | 2 |
in on either hand | 2 |
his lids close on | 2 |
the hollow wood they | 2 |
part of heaven where | 2 |
presses to his prey | 2 |
and hurled his javelin | 2 |
battle in the blinding | 2 |
on earth all creatures | 2 |
ewes in manner due | 2 |
from off the mound | 2 |
turn their prows to | 2 |
all the house of | 2 |
of the augustan age | 2 |
for ever in his | 2 |
by the rough seas | 2 |
from the shore and | 2 |
dragged not to death | 2 |
the gates of helicon | 2 |
in the wood of | 2 |
round the walls of | 2 |
and rough with tracery | 2 |
most valiant in arms | 2 |
and speed you with | 2 |
her burning eyes in | 2 |
lay at his feet | 2 |
but not in words | 2 |
the god to aid | 2 |
the argives in the | 2 |
alone of all the | 2 |
serpents in her hair | 2 |
and draw nigh thy | 2 |
now they drew nigh | 2 |
the genius of the | 2 |
laid out for burial | 2 |
his face wet with | 2 |
no wise am i | 2 |
twice ten ships of | 2 |
fought against the gods | 2 |
and the fatal sisters | 2 |
the death of men | 2 |
fired by his words | 2 |
before the faces of | 2 |
the tumult of the | 2 |
blaring of the horn | 2 |
splendid in gold and | 2 |
was the ancient name | 2 |
the priest of the | 2 |
to speak unto the | 2 |
he who cut the | 2 |
to meet him with | 2 |
the gods give thee | 2 |
and pile the altars | 2 |
oft and so oft | 2 |
wage a civil war | 2 |
her hand on her | 2 |
they have found their | 2 |
their prows to land | 2 |
a woman leads the | 2 |
woman mingled with a | 2 |
night and a day | 2 |
brood about her teats | 2 |
and with a gasp | 2 |
to the promontory of | 2 |
arrow from the string | 2 |
all the land chaonia | 2 |
if thy heart should | 2 |
where the rich daughter | 2 |
their hearts stood still | 2 |
excellent in beauty and | 2 |
on them as they | 2 |
and with his hands | 2 |
fear fell on our | 2 |
from field to field | 2 |
are the first to | 2 |
of his father anchises | 2 |
and the bridal bed | 2 |
the height of power | 2 |
the might of rome | 2 |
the oaks on the | 2 |
a great sow shall | 2 |
amidst of all the | 2 |
will i send you | 2 |
than behold such stain | 2 |
teach me the way | 2 |
he only loved his | 2 |
gods of my fathers | 2 |
down the sky to | 2 |
in the camp was | 2 |
blind with lust of | 2 |
the threshold of the | 2 |
from blood ausonian sprung | 2 |
of the grecian race | 2 |
and the gods adore | 2 |
slackly on the field | 2 |
while ever and again | 2 |
as when the sea | 2 |
and meets them on | 2 |
worn out at last | 2 |
thou shalt behold the | 2 |
and hand to hand | 2 |
round all the gates | 2 |
the ruin of all | 2 |
a most pitiful slaughter | 2 |
from the likeness of | 2 |
i see them scattered | 2 |
from house and field | 2 |
but good aeneas seeks | 2 |
to the eyes of | 2 |
in all points like | 2 |
purpose of my mind | 2 |
spoke the last words | 2 |
beasts are wont in | 2 |
and lit on the | 2 |
him who led them | 2 |
a younger race have | 2 |
he chooseth from the | 2 |
the chamber of his | 2 |
the hour of need | 2 |
on the deep by | 2 |
when turnus saw the | 2 |
business of her rising | 2 |
of the gods the | 2 |
the tongues of men | 2 |
soothsayer thus began to | 2 |
laugh to see him | 2 |
his mouth thus answers | 2 |
brought the sun again | 2 |
was the wife of | 2 |
in secret to the | 2 |
there at rest in | 2 |
the victory is ours | 2 |
the citadel of troy | 2 |
and holdfast of the | 2 |
story referred to is | 2 |
twain are the gates | 2 |
the town of the | 2 |
delight to drive in | 2 |
the city of latinus | 2 |
powers of heaven are | 2 |
so to the chamber | 2 |
over the open plain | 2 |
to the hilt in | 2 |
thou shalt be ours | 2 |
a bay and roadstead | 2 |
when the war began | 2 |
glowing in the stygian | 2 |
of bridal torch and | 2 |
dearer to me than | 2 |
all the house undo | 2 |
of troy lies tenedos | 2 |
bones of many a | 2 |
stuck fast in the | 2 |
man who lofty argos | 2 |
from altar to altar | 2 |
answer of the king | 2 |
on all hands in | 2 |
the black squall had | 2 |
in earth and air | 2 |
to bear the yoke | 2 |
in a letter to | 2 |
bull sent by neptune | 2 |
on the table poured | 2 |
the warden of the | 2 |
such a world of | 2 |
from the heart of | 2 |
grove before the city | 2 |
in her breast the | 2 |
of such a monstrous | 2 |
so oft and oft | 2 |
amidmost of the strain | 2 |
i poise and hurl | 2 |
hears and sees him | 2 |
the high king of | 2 |
into the city of | 2 |
the ancient name of | 2 |
fell in love with | 2 |
be it mine to | 2 |
books of the aeneid | 2 |
far off on the | 2 |
for me my teucrians | 2 |
the ills to come | 2 |
so let her come | 2 |
were swallowed by the | 2 |
the flames of the | 2 |
loose the sheets and | 2 |
in his right hand | 2 |
a word she said | 2 |
image of my father | 2 |
high on a hill | 2 |
ancient pile of stone | 2 |
dusky shower drew up | 2 |
knees pressed against the | 2 |
woven with hooks of | 2 |
burning for the fray | 2 |
and many a thing | 2 |
no trouble for his | 2 |
and draw nigh the | 2 |
the trojans and their | 2 |
shalt thou see the | 2 |
with lust of gold | 2 |
and fall of the | 2 |
bear the welcome news | 2 |
and the gods of | 2 |
to follow him in | 2 |
european morals from augustus | 2 |
whom the nymph dryope | 2 |
things and household gods | 2 |
ease me of my | 2 |
drooping eyelids close on | 2 |
let him fall before | 2 |
limbs in quiet rest | 2 |
on the left hand | 2 |
see the note to | 2 |
the aeneadae and the | 2 |
if the sight of | 2 |
duke of dardan men | 2 |
the bridle and the | 2 |
all the turmoil of | 2 |
pool soever holds thy | 2 |
to the mother of | 2 |
when the chieftain saw | 2 |
as brave men should | 2 |
and with the words | 2 |
by the ocean wave | 2 |
yet needs must thou | 2 |
in peace or war | 2 |
and sergestus and brave | 2 |
hope for aught but | 2 |
with quiver and a | 2 |
and fill the tale | 2 |
be stung to shame | 2 |
and stir the song | 2 |
and sceptre of my | 2 |
him face to face | 2 |
and leave their camp | 2 |
there upon the yellow | 2 |
of the blood of | 2 |
of gems and gold | 2 |
will i give thee | 2 |
the salt flood and | 2 |
tides of shame and | 2 |
and from all the | 2 |
hundred years they wander | 2 |
a thousand men who | 2 |
the clasp of gold | 2 |
to tie the purple | 2 |
spoils stripped from the | 2 |
the gauls were there | 2 |
call it nought but | 2 |
the tramp of feet | 2 |
for the civil war | 2 |
strike on his ear | 2 |
from out the hollow | 2 |
swift ran the chilly | 2 |
for twice six days | 2 |
achates at his side | 2 |
when they at last | 2 |
the coming of aeneas | 2 |
when they see him | 2 |
the dead and dying | 2 |
on the other side | 2 |
knot and holdfast of | 2 |
in the passage of | 2 |
and greece were mourning | 2 |
of the dead and | 2 |
fail to find a | 2 |
and from a single | 2 |
the onset of the | 2 |
them turn the prow | 2 |
shall i follow thee | 2 |
is cast from the | 2 |
wander at their will | 2 |
heart in such wise | 2 |
the air the answer | 2 |
the last flicker of | 2 |
thy trust in me | 2 |
him to the ground | 2 |
portents of the gods | 2 |
the trojans from the | 2 |
master of the fire | 2 |
from amid the enemy | 2 |
most like to fluttering | 2 |
on his left arm | 2 |
hence shalt thou see | 2 |
his awful nod made | 2 |
the hands of you | 2 |
gladdens at the guile | 2 |
for such a deed | 2 |
at the name of | 2 |
a way there be | 2 |
and swifter than his | 2 |
and thus he spake | 2 |
will be good to | 2 |
to see with eye | 2 |
the surface of the | 2 |
from the bows and | 2 |
the arms of caesar | 2 |
and sharpen the sword | 2 |
and there he saw | 2 |
away on his shoulders | 2 |
with gold and purple | 2 |
one boon i beg | 2 |
mistress of the seas | 2 |
the daughter of the | 2 |
set foot on the | 2 |
in possession of the | 2 |
and in the middle | 2 |
groves that none may | 2 |
and drew near the | 2 |
cast from the prow | 2 |
the lists of fight | 2 |
an ancient pile of | 2 |
nor in my madness | 2 |
a thousand men he | 2 |
the folk of italy | 2 |
of sea and sky | 2 |
the face of that | 2 |
the glitter of the | 2 |
by his side and | 2 |
the hollows of the | 2 |
of italy and troy | 2 |
and dashed him headlong | 2 |
the foe draw nigh | 2 |
the hush of night | 2 |
ready for the play | 2 |
load them with the | 2 |
in the front rank | 2 |
helmets and brave bodies | 2 |
and wet with myrrh | 2 |
him to the town | 2 |
in days to come | 2 |
through the slender warp | 2 |
nato te filia nerei | 2 |
the cloud of war | 2 |
land no more was | 2 |
in many a glittering | 2 |
the sire of isis | 2 |
the realm of priam | 2 |
as when a lion | 2 |
let me loose from | 2 |
the changed winds roar | 2 |
let them toil and | 2 |
them within his house | 2 |
safe behind their sheltering | 2 |
wave shuddered and gloomed | 2 |
deserts of the deer | 2 |
around the neck they | 2 |
up the tale of | 2 |
in death upon the | 2 |
in sight of the | 2 |
and through the mirk | 2 |
sight of troy lies | 2 |
the deep flood and | 2 |
in all the parts | 2 |
now farrowed thirty head | 2 |
it is good to | 2 |
never known to fail | 2 |
will i make them | 2 |
shall be mine to | 2 |
other deeds shall bring | 2 |
to think he fell | 2 |
pluck the cable from | 2 |
with many a tear | 2 |
the image set in | 2 |
and mingles in the | 2 |
the first source of | 2 |
to the gods who | 2 |
is more probable that | 2 |
and by her side | 2 |
high leaps his heart | 2 |
from off the fields | 2 |
they had reached the | 2 |
as when a shepherd | 2 |
spend an inglorious life | 2 |
the feast and the | 2 |
earth and sky and | 2 |
in the first punic | 2 |
ominous and wonderful to | 2 |
ashes held her own | 2 |
on that last night | 2 |
toss up the foam | 2 |
on the summit of | 2 |
the thunder of his | 2 |
thy trouble for my | 2 |
chances of the war | 2 |
will have none of | 2 |
and the setting stars | 2 |
by night and day | 2 |
upon the naked earth | 2 |
the foremost of his | 2 |
that is now called | 2 |
both land and sea | 2 |
and brave bodies of | 2 |
the might of god | 2 |
no more do the | 2 |
and it will be | 2 |
omitted with all the | 2 |
the gathered image streams | 2 |
the bodies of the | 2 |
breathing of the wind | 2 |
as fellows to thy | 2 |
strive to gain the | 2 |
sit down at the | 2 |
three of the watery | 2 |
sweep through the seas | 2 |
glory of the stars | 2 |
then let him live | 2 |
flushed with success and | 2 |
haunter of the woodland | 2 |
the entrails of the | 2 |
once was called thy | 2 |
accents faltered on my | 2 |
and to my father | 2 |
into the shoal water | 2 |
put forth the might | 2 |
the waters of the | 2 |
glorying in his fancied | 2 |
in speeding of the | 2 |
by the rumour of | 2 |
for his father daunus | 2 |
cacus in the darkness | 2 |
from the days of | 2 |
dido wore the night | 2 |
now one of these | 2 |
catching at the rein | 2 |
while they waver and | 2 |
have left their homes | 2 |
aeneas to the skies | 2 |
my neck and shoulders | 2 |
seems to have been | 2 |
forth in his hands | 2 |
the ranks of fight | 2 |
each other after the | 2 |
temple of the god | 2 |
that scorns the light | 2 |
raiment from his shoulders | 2 |
for whose sake i | 2 |
and for the rest | 2 |
temper and soothes their | 2 |
in death on the | 2 |
in the grasp of | 2 |
from a grecian town | 2 |
the forests and the | 2 |
of the sea the | 2 |
or image of pallas | 2 |
from heaven the high | 2 |
and went his ways | 2 |
the rage of war | 2 |
shot the warp with | 2 |
they set their sails | 2 |
the greeks to be | 2 |
filled on the trinacrian | 2 |
a sea of blood | 2 |
all set to work | 2 |
tame to her hand | 2 |
then the seed of | 2 |
laid level with the | 2 |
with images and lies | 2 |
a world in arms | 2 |
with mars to aid | 2 |
with a crowd of | 2 |
the image of my | 2 |
none the less he | 2 |
adown the space of | 2 |
down to the stygian | 2 |
iulus by my side | 2 |
what dost thou not | 2 |
by the fame alone | 2 |
and gaze upon the | 2 |
on the lofty deck | 2 |
and tried in vain | 2 |
the heavenly powers and | 2 |
of the men and | 2 |
and the rest of | 2 |
latins turn their eyes | 2 |
gasping his life away | 2 |
is not free to | 2 |
and in streams of | 2 |
houses of the town | 2 |
and with pious hand | 2 |
and now they bare | 2 |
the nations of italy | 2 |
the claudian tribe and | 2 |
a thousand changing dyes | 2 |
purple light of youth | 2 |
at the last in | 2 |
meanwhile aeneas lands his | 2 |
it will be good | 2 |
turns it on all | 2 |
she thrust him back | 2 |
greeks in days that | 2 |
and with his awful | 2 |
it thundered on the | 2 |
the seed of anchises | 2 |
who cut the cord | 2 |
the ilian raiment and | 2 |
i took him in | 2 |
and turns his eyes | 2 |
genius of the ground | 2 |
shouldst have called me | 2 |
my hair rose up | 2 |
on the margin of | 2 |
and wrestle on the | 2 |
boys and unwedded girls | 2 |
and there he lay | 2 |
to the shore with | 2 |
plunged into the fight | 2 |
calling aloud on hecate | 2 |
with the spoils of | 2 |
the face with a | 2 |
by the rolling sea | 2 |
so dear a burden | 2 |
this to your king | 2 |
with such a prize | 2 |
war is no safety | 2 |
with all my tyrian | 2 |
scattered on the plains | 2 |
they seized upon the | 2 |
from out the woods | 2 |
red with many a | 2 |
in this stanza are | 2 |
on the other hand | 2 |
as he speaks the | 2 |
the faces of their | 2 |
as they sought the | 2 |
and the two sons | 2 |
the shoulders of the | 2 |
is the generation of | 2 |
the battle of thapsus | 2 |
the flames of troy | 2 |
whom none other is | 2 |
in sight of troy | 2 |
leaving the saffron bed | 2 |
in any wise the | 2 |
there was a temple | 2 |
and turns it on | 2 |
and each on each | 2 |
it is possible that | 2 |
and sky around was | 2 |
the temples of the | 2 |
the fates their doom | 2 |
of trojans and latins | 2 |
bear him to the | 2 |
on him from the | 2 |
weapons of the enemy | 2 |
wrought by the destinies | 2 |
hawser from the shore | 2 |
the spear where it | 2 |
about the middle of | 2 |
and many a danaan | 2 |
from the cruel rock | 2 |
of the morning star | 2 |
round his head the | 2 |
we encourage him to | 2 |
through the dusk of | 2 |
if no land thy | 2 |
the winner of the | 2 |
on his shoulder the | 2 |
balance of my soul | 2 |
from beneath my head | 2 |
to raise our blood | 2 |
the gates of sleep | 2 |
body with a wound | 2 |
an island off the | 2 |
and all his body | 2 |
is the time to | 2 |
and sire of gods | 2 |
and so such word | 2 |
on the plains of | 2 |
stands in amaze at | 2 |
set their sails to | 2 |
and hands and voice | 2 |
scarce had i said | 2 |
such words he pleaded | 2 |
so spake the son | 2 |
and turn their horses | 2 |
their temper and soothes | 2 |
take refuge in the | 2 |
the call to arms | 2 |
was buried under mount | 2 |
the perils of the | 2 |
the goddess who bore | 2 |
without more words he | 2 |
again she smote her | 2 |
the cable from the | 2 |
in the sense of | 2 |
in the land of | 2 |
victor of the day | 2 |
by the northern wind | 2 |
front of the doorway | 2 |
no man of italy | 2 |
his father in the | 2 |
him to the stars | 2 |
most excellent in beauty | 2 |
either hand to heaven | 2 |
all the seas have | 2 |
of my father anchises | 2 |
gates are flung open | 2 |
of priam and the | 2 |
and falling on the | 2 |
and raiment snatched away | 2 |
madness of hunger urges | 2 |
fight for such a | 2 |
in heaven and in | 2 |
in swift change of | 2 |
between sky and land | 2 |
the thickest of the | 2 |
art worthy of the | 2 |
the land in sight | 2 |
nor in the camp | 2 |
with the words of | 2 |
the duke of dardan | 2 |
in iron by his | 2 |
this strong hand to | 2 |
trouble for his own | 2 |
note to book i | 2 |
plunge in the ocean | 2 |
in the jaws of | 2 |
when pallas deemed him | 2 |
were the words he | 2 |
laughed to see him | 2 |
juno daughter of saturn | 2 |
to paphos and her | 2 |
it was i had | 2 |
nameless corpse is he | 2 |
thou seest the deep | 2 |
of arms and the | 2 |
for since by fate | 2 |
and curse the land | 2 |
calls the gods to | 2 |
he hurls his javelin | 2 |
shake down the dusty | 2 |
of his mouth thus | 2 |
where once was troy | 2 |
that a younger race | 2 |
dost thou not compel | 2 |
on his valorous breast | 2 |
the pole with burning | 2 |
of the sun to | 2 |
he ran to aid | 2 |
the city bent his | 2 |
the eyes of men | 2 |
as his eyes survey | 2 |
cables from the shore | 2 |
out your ancient mother | 2 |
for thee i feared | 2 |
and the boy ascanius | 2 |
he shut himself in | 2 |
they go all the | 2 |
rest weighed down his | 2 |
the groves of trivia | 2 |
pour in through all | 2 |
as a wild beast | 2 |
the hands of men | 2 |
when he saw aeneas | 2 |
on the north coast | 2 |
the sands of nile | 2 |
the master of the | 2 |
he looked to see | 2 |
foison of the clod | 2 |
this monster was the | 2 |
the voices of the | 2 |
decidedly in favour of | 2 |
when she saw the | 2 |
access to the sea | 2 |
the things to come | 2 |
such prodigies as these | 2 |
and sink the argives | 2 |
capys and the rest | 2 |
the words he spake | 2 |
sown on an alien | 2 |
and helms of men | 2 |
but face to face | 2 |
as she clapped her | 2 |
and townward turn his | 2 |
now rumour is that | 2 |
them as they went | 2 |
son of venus and | 2 |
deeds shall bring me | 2 |
shalt thou learn of | 2 |
the clash of arms | 2 |
and now no rumour | 2 |
awful nod made all | 2 |
a garland of green | 2 |
in answer to the | 2 |
after hunger is driven | 2 |
into the pagasaean gulf | 2 |
they turn them in | 2 |
and such a word | 2 |
hapless friend too well | 2 |
all the works of | 2 |
of the camp and | 2 |
that earth and sea | 2 |
will i pour down | 2 |
was said to have | 2 |
had been the last | 2 |
water of the well | 2 |
of all the latin | 2 |
on either side the | 2 |
is that a younger | 2 |
whither hold you your | 2 |
him glittering in arms | 2 |
words of his mouth | 2 |
on side by side | 2 |
in the final scene | 2 |
sky around was spread | 2 |
the banks of the | 2 |
by the shade of | 2 |
glory of great deeds | 2 |
this is the tiber | 2 |
sterns are grounded on | 2 |
the care of the | 2 |
blocked the doorway with | 2 |
let the fortune of | 2 |
silver and rough with | 2 |
rises from the sea | 2 |
up toward the stars | 2 |
to your king to | 2 |
to this your land | 2 |
or the grace of | 2 |
was a son of | 2 |
him turn his back | 2 |
with store of gold | 2 |
as the likeness of | 2 |
under the name of | 2 |
make them ready for | 2 |
the comeliest of the | 2 |
and sought in flight | 2 |
ever and again the | 2 |
with the news through | 2 |
loathed the war in | 2 |
on the green bank | 2 |
the tide of wrath | 2 |
smit by the sun | 2 |
meet aeneas in single | 2 |
of heavy gold and | 2 |
on the walls and | 2 |
light is the loss | 2 |
me of my own | 2 |
and stretches on the | 2 |
these folks as one | 2 |
it to the hilt | 2 |
his son and the | 2 |
of sight of sicily | 2 |
the skirts of the | 2 |
to lead the dance | 2 |
sheer into the sea | 2 |
spake the word and | 2 |
in a wide circle | 2 |
the silence of the | 2 |
of fire had fashioned | 2 |
in his hand the | 2 |
bid them as fellows | 2 |
good aeneas give thee | 2 |
and ever with his | 2 |
to have been the | 2 |
of thee and thine | 2 |
wrought in silver and | 2 |
had given him for | 2 |
and there at last | 2 |
earth fails for flight | 2 |
calling each by name | 2 |
the rivers yet unknown | 2 |
nor is there any | 2 |
no more she heedeth | 2 |
the fight is fought | 2 |
at last in one | 2 |
crest upon his helm | 2 |
had chased the stars | 2 |
promise to thy sire | 2 |
so the fates decreed | 2 |
had led his son | 2 |
master of the waves | 2 |
in no wise am | 2 |
the setting stars counsel | 2 |
folk of italy and | 2 |
source of all that | 2 |
as when a snake | 2 |
offerings year by year | 2 |
or wash thy wounds | 2 |
all the lore of | 2 |
pierced in twelve places | 2 |
hold you your way | 2 |
from the trojan war | 2 |
the site of rome | 2 |
see note on stanza | 2 |
in hope and fear | 2 |
of men and beasts | 2 |
now they drew anigh | 2 |
nor yet her soul | 2 |
when turnus sees the | 2 |
the nearest to the | 2 |
mine to share with | 2 |
was regarded as the | 2 |
gold about her neck | 2 |
from whom is the | 2 |
for the madness of | 2 |
swept all before them | 2 |
it on all hands | 2 |
and now the more | 2 |
last gifts of thy | 2 |
set for a landmark | 2 |
his deeds of shame | 2 |
red with the blood | 2 |
trojans from their walls | 2 |
by the will of | 2 |
sent to tiburtine remulus | 2 |
and cut down the | 2 |
from every side the | 2 |
i give to thee | 2 |
refuge in the same | 2 |
thy length of days | 2 |
quarter of the sky | 2 |
and water from the | 2 |
authority is decidedly in | 2 |
may be yet to | 2 |
and blaring of the | 2 |
where thou seest the | 2 |
comes in sight of | 2 |
and to and fro | 2 |
night that never dies | 2 |
we follow on thy | 2 |
of the gods i | 2 |
had dared to violate | 2 |
of the realm of | 2 |
in fighting for their | 2 |
the ears of the | 2 |
of virgil translated into | 2 |
very king and lord | 2 |
have called me to | 2 |
and make a broad | 2 |
sent on before to | 2 |
the sterns are grounded | 2 |
the gleanings of the | 2 |
and laugh to see | 2 |
now but a bay | 2 |
his head and shoulders | 2 |
nor those who dwell | 2 |
few words will i | 2 |
beneath the circle of | 2 |
when he beheld the | 2 |
of iron and brass | 2 |
from his purpose stayed | 2 |
belly of the beast | 2 |
and all the city | 2 |
the flower of latium | 2 |
look him in the | 2 |
they who in their | 2 |
the air was full | 2 |
the mistress of the | 2 |
to found the roman | 2 |
of men and gods | 2 |
walls of war he | 2 |
on our common god | 2 |
nor thy voice of | 2 |
and with weeping eyes | 2 |
the host of rutuli | 2 |
that are to be | 2 |
thee from the fire | 2 |
as when two cloud | 2 |
entrails into the salt | 2 |
with wine and slumber | 2 |
bring through the air | 2 |
earth and all her | 2 |
and the trojan captain | 2 |
and high in heaven | 2 |
is the land that | 2 |
latest day of happy | 2 |
break thou the phrygian | 2 |
the meaning of this | 2 |
a stalk of dittany | 2 |
for such a prize | 2 |
himself were here to | 2 |
beat their breasts and | 2 |
in arms and foison | 2 |
the flames and foe | 2 |
the trojan camp and | 2 |
one of the chief | 2 |
three ships the south | 2 |
to win the foremost | 2 |
saffron bed of tithonus | 2 |
in a flutter of | 2 |
all the thunder of | 2 |
two sons of atreus | 2 |
as the morrow bathed | 2 |
it pierced the shield | 2 |
the sword and shield | 2 |
of all the fleet | 2 |
the race of rome | 2 |
this speech allayed my | 2 |
the rest of their | 2 |
the house a marble | 2 |
is the loss of | 2 |
the breaking of the | 2 |
the midst of the | 2 |
on his way to | 2 |
blue cloud drew up | 2 |
and slain by the | 2 |
the covering of the | 2 |
and through his ribs | 2 |
from midst the foe | 2 |
time to call for | 2 |
with the balance of | 2 |
snatch him from the | 2 |
hard rest weighed down | 2 |
i send him back | 2 |
and those who drank | 2 |
loins he came of | 2 |
buried under mount etna | 2 |
himself among the foremost | 2 |
the moon on high | 2 |
the tale of crime | 2 |
through the spacious vault | 2 |
to force the gates | 2 |
the sea and the | 2 |
if the name of | 2 |
here fled the greeks | 2 |
in goodness as in | 2 |
the gauls under brennus | 2 |
that she alone must | 2 |
it is i who | 2 |
in the covering of | 2 |
and through the liquid | 2 |
and blare of trumpets | 2 |
they strip the altars | 2 |
thy promise to thy | 2 |
their own sun and | 2 |
now is the time | 2 |
his arm the spear | 2 |
from the high stern | 2 |
triple chain of gold | 2 |
to issue from the | 2 |
is away and ignorant | 2 |
and many a time | 2 |
but with the word | 2 |
from east to west | 2 |
at his command to | 2 |
it lost its mother | 2 |
the ships they bear | 2 |
thrice away from out | 2 |
the father whom i | 2 |
from pole to pole | 2 |
mnestheus and valiant serestus | 2 |
and all the turmoil | 2 |
slumber fell on him | 2 |
in these words of | 2 |
to furnish forth the | 2 |
their xanthus and their | 2 |
a thing of priam | 2 |
made his way to | 2 |
with claws of gold | 2 |
down from the mountains | 2 |
thirty head of young | 2 |
and the springs of | 2 |
his hand and voice | 2 |
any such there be | 2 |
do i behold thee | 2 |
no longer rise the | 2 |
the blood of teucer | 2 |
to found a city | 2 |
the final scene of | 2 |
keep watch along the | 2 |
the war in vain | 2 |
have fallen under the | 2 |
but day by day | 2 |
and in the groin | 2 |
under the oaks on | 2 |
and whence they come | 2 |
spear with all his | 2 |
sent by his father | 2 |
hand to hand with | 2 |
up to the stars | 2 |
fighting for their country | 2 |
spear whistling from far | 2 |
that part of heaven | 2 |
the heights in arms | 2 |
where way is none | 2 |
and called the god | 2 |
from his inmost breast | 2 |
and ye may tell | 2 |
of the boy ascanius | 2 |
a list of the | 2 |
of the moon and | 2 |
foaming to the main | 2 |
they may break the | 2 |
fall before his day | 2 |
clean through the ribs | 2 |
with hair unbound in | 2 |
though all carthage or | 2 |
the deeds of fate | 2 |
wintry lycia and the | 2 |
in days that are | 2 |
sooner than behold such | 2 |
for to me the | 2 |
his sword like lightning | 2 |
note on book x | 2 |
when a golden eagle | 2 |
in all the temples | 2 |
and the wave shuddered | 2 |
a mighty shield they | 2 |
for thy name is | 2 |
when the queen from | 2 |
twofold are the gates | 2 |
lest i the blame | 2 |
in the iberian flood | 2 |
lay down thine head | 2 |
blood that oozes from | 2 |
there was a tower | 2 |
the yellow sand the | 2 |
my hair stood up | 2 |
through the weapons of | 2 |
by his mother with | 2 |
wind rising astern follows | 2 |
he in the forefront | 2 |
in the circle of | 2 |
speech allayed my distresses | 2 |
of the god of | 2 |
clenching in his hand | 2 |
the rise and fall | 2 |
from a lofty beam | 2 |
orphaned boys curse the | 2 |
the prize of fight | 2 |
to close hand to | 2 |
is it peace or | 2 |
and driven by madness | 2 |
me of my love | 2 |
none the less does | 2 |
for as he stood | 2 |
the people of troy | 2 |
groves of trivia and | 2 |
from his throne of | 2 |
grounded on the beach | 2 |
to be stung to | 2 |
billows to the shore | 2 |
forehead of his foe | 2 |
called the god to | 2 |
of all his folk | 2 |
gods to witness that | 2 |
cry pursued her flight | 2 |
stood amazed at the | 2 |
on the ground they | 2 |
sires of time agone | 2 |
and danger a delight | 2 |
most pitiful slaughter begins | 2 |
and there the ancient | 2 |
thee the latins turn | 2 |
grant this strong hand | 2 |
what height of madness | 2 |
make a broad path | 2 |
her way along the | 2 |
first against the foe | 2 |
with such a word | 2 |
to drive in fresh | 2 |
yet her soul had | 2 |
things shake down the | 2 |
where dwelt the king | 2 |
eager haste the twain | 2 |
and seeks the ramparts | 2 |
banks of the pitchy | 2 |
deem it good to | 2 |
caused the trojan war | 2 |
of hunger urges him | 2 |
when they saw the | 2 |
sky on poised wings | 2 |
and thus in scorn | 2 |
leave the loathed light | 2 |
avenged my husband of | 2 |
the teucrians into the | 2 |
stars of heaven his | 2 |
these scorn to lose | 2 |
his left foot on | 2 |
after the trojan war | 2 |
through all the house | 2 |
here and there they | 2 |
so shalt thou see | 2 |
to the god of | 2 |
fast in the toils | 2 |
token of her love | 2 |
groans of those that | 2 |
the one man who | 2 |
a thracian horse dappled | 2 |
to die the death | 2 |
him then and there | 2 |
down the ranks of | 2 |
to the gods for | 2 |
tells the story of | 2 |
amid the dreams of | 2 |
but it is more | 2 |
garland of green bay | 2 |
spears from out his | 2 |
when he saw himself | 2 |
cloud drew up to | 2 |
oenotrian folk first tilled | 2 |
the liquid air to | 2 |
in streams of blood | 2 |
i sing of arms | 2 |
hung in mid passage | 2 |
from the shore in | 2 |
in few words will | 2 |
with heart of fire | 2 |
gods to hear his | 2 |
shall close the war | 2 |
his soul was filled | 2 |
from the coasts of | 2 |
on the mountains grey | 2 |
no more he said | 2 |
the winds of heaven | 2 |
the latin towers and | 2 |
with this speech allayed | 2 |
unfinished upon his death | 2 |
death of men in | 2 |
up from out the | 2 |
in such words he | 2 |
into the salt flood | 2 |
shall i seek thee | 2 |
long draughts of love | 2 |
and sought the sky | 2 |
from street to street | 2 |
the portents of the | 2 |
face pale in wonderful | 2 |
summit of the sky | 2 |
is thy trust in | 2 |
he thus addresses the | 2 |
the boards are spread | 2 |
the man of troy | 2 |
an unknown hilt he | 2 |
daughter of the sun | 2 |
beneath the weight of | 2 |
and caught the fire | 2 |
clasp hand in hand | 2 |
out from all his | 2 |
each on each they | 2 |
his hands in prayer | 2 |
iron gates of war | 2 |
all night and day | 2 |
but when he may | 2 |
with all their might | 2 |
nor shall the land | 2 |
is a mound and | 2 |
the bark of pine | 2 |
for shelter from the | 2 |
the forehead of his | 2 |
bank of grassy green | 2 |
and whom each warrior | 2 |
tempests lose their strength | 2 |
of all the war | 2 |
the shades of men | 2 |
scarce had he spoken | 2 |
and call it pergamea | 2 |
the feast your own | 2 |
in the empty house | 2 |
fills up the tale | 2 |
from out the house | 2 |
heaven and earth and | 2 |
daughter of the night | 2 |
is also alluded to | 2 |
was king of the | 2 |
the jealousy of juno | 2 |
if any such there | 2 |
the words of his | 2 |
the guards of the | 2 |
their lances to the | 2 |
a night and a | 2 |
of the wind or | 2 |
nations of the earth | 2 |
from the deep and | 2 |
the world once more | 2 |
the italian cornel flies | 2 |
cornel flies through the | 2 |
the son of imbrasus | 2 |
the air with blows | 2 |
and thrice away from | 2 |
twice seven are chosen | 2 |
to birds of prey | 2 |
is sent to the | 2 |
where shall i seek | 2 |
pile the altars with | 2 |
as one who had | 2 |
with the death of | 2 |
ranges them on the | 2 |
him back to battle | 2 |
the word and said | 2 |
them toil and faint | 2 |
it is more probable | 2 |
this seemed the better | 2 |
the tears fall down | 2 |
the arms of pyrrhus | 2 |
his groin upon the | 2 |
shuts us in with | 2 |
from the home of | 2 |
referred to is that | 2 |
the parts of earth | 2 |
the flames are thrown | 2 |
the ilian ranks and | 2 |
said the word ere | 2 |
they lead him to | 2 |
with the gleam of | 2 |
arm of the war | 2 |
to wield the sword | 2 |
point and edge to | 2 |
who loathed the war | 2 |
to do thy bidding | 2 |
as a lion sees | 2 |
the earth is heaped | 2 |
i will not bid | 2 |
the realm of libya | 2 |
with his awful nod | 2 |
the anger of the | 2 |
all the host of | 2 |
is it given to | 2 |
in the face who | 2 |
smote with her golden | 2 |
of the land of | 2 |
arrows and the bow | 2 |
the tract of heaven | 2 |
the coast of etruria | 2 |
they know their king | 2 |
where thickest rolled the | 2 |
the likeness of the | 2 |
a temple will i | 2 |
like to fluttering sleep | 2 |
the god of wine | 2 |
from his lofty seat | 2 |
of the family of | 2 |
water from the spring | 2 |
to his home the | 2 |
suddenly from out the | 2 |
see a xanthus and | 2 |
from heaven on high | 2 |
was i so guilty | 2 |
at the fate of | 2 |
by the wave of | 2 |
them on the plain | 2 |
all habitants of heaven | 2 |
thus in deep accents | 2 |
there rest from toil | 2 |
instructs him of the | 2 |
a word of pride | 2 |
for what else may | 2 |
strives to pluck the | 2 |
a sign amid the | 2 |
burning eyes in vain | 2 |
and the land of | 2 |
even as she spoke | 2 |
had rolled away the | 2 |
the shores of italy | 2 |
in the midst the | 2 |
from his mouth a | 2 |
them to the fight | 2 |
of the bay of | 2 |
even as an arrow | 2 |
and whispers in his | 2 |
and in the deep | 2 |
me in the sea | 2 |
was a mountain in | 2 |
when he may in | 2 |
has been left as | 2 |
level with the ground | 2 |
call the gods and | 2 |
of green bay he | 2 |
with edge of sword | 2 |
the lance of macedon | 2 |
himself that he took | 2 |
the son before the | 2 |
the shields of men | 2 |
and arms and men | 2 |
will i give two | 2 |
of the gates essay | 2 |
for his own dear | 2 |
and the twin oxen | 2 |
of gods to be | 2 |
what end shall be | 2 |
companion of his exile | 2 |
all the latins turn | 2 |
at a great ransom | 2 |
pray we for winds | 2 |
have i left thee | 2 |
slumber seal his eyes | 2 |
himself behind his armour | 2 |
at last he spake | 2 |
one of the famous | 2 |
the groves of avernus | 2 |
and learn your hopes | 2 |
a long way off | 2 |
of heart and soul | 2 |
from his couch of | 2 |
the king of heaven | 2 |
through the yielding air | 2 |
of wrought and unwrought | 2 |
all the world to | 2 |
all along the ground | 2 |
the hope of greece | 2 |
aeneas in a dream | 2 |
and follow at his | 2 |
by the might of | 2 |
the meaning of the | 2 |
borrowed from the greeks | 2 |
ilian raiment and the | 2 |
turnus and his bride | 2 |
way to shake the | 2 |
left as in the | 2 |
i build is yours | 2 |
and gives his fleet | 2 |
the breath of life | 2 |
the wrath of turnus | 2 |
as he came from | 2 |
the forfeit of a | 2 |
the deep tract of | 2 |
he checks his voice | 2 |
the town of that | 2 |
the tresses of his | 2 |
priestess calls the teucrians | 2 |
winds roar athwart our | 2 |
the hour is ripe | 2 |
the wandering moon and | 2 |
no camp of argive | 2 |
meet the tyrrhene horse | 2 |
of the transmigration of | 2 |
upon their way they | 2 |
in all the world | 2 |
said to have settled | 2 |
and mounts a hillock | 2 |
the iron gates of | 2 |
with her eyes and | 2 |
the host of them | 2 |
to meet the tyrrhene | 2 |
in the spoils of | 2 |
he points out the | 2 |
of anchises of troy | 2 |
the sword he left | 2 |
purple dye and gold | 2 |
from his steed he | 2 |
foam and sweep the | 2 |
from the town of | 2 |
and living by thy | 2 |
and many a year | 2 |
all the sea is | 2 |
lances to the charge | 2 |
on the shore to | 2 |
him with speeches fair | 2 |
our name to heaven | 2 |
side and on that | 2 |
that this passage was | 2 |
in stillness of the | 2 |
shall bring me praise | 2 |
bare their backs in | 2 |
his folk to bear | 2 |
to rise no more | 2 |
touched to the heart | 2 |
nor less on land | 2 |
promised day was come | 2 |
folk of latin land | 2 |
naked point and edge | 2 |
the shout of men | 2 |
face and smitten bosom | 2 |
deep in his heart | 2 |
from out her breast | 2 |
back the image of | 2 |
that he himself had | 2 |
the topmost blades of | 2 |
from off the lofty | 2 |
note on book vii | 2 |
the constellations in their | 2 |
the queen of gods | 2 |
the end of all | 2 |
mothers on the walls | 2 |
who lofty argos shall | 2 |
helpless hands in vain | 2 |
changed winds roar athwart | 2 |
how changed from him | 2 |
anchors from the bows | 2 |
regions of the world | 2 |
such word doth say | 2 |
on latin soil to | 2 |
the threats of ocean | 2 |
and most like to | 2 |
if such glories kindle | 2 |
and many a folk | 2 |
tie the purple buskin | 2 |
he himself had reared | 2 |
with good cheer to | 2 |
through the air to | 2 |
but when the third | 2 |
not even phrygian men | 2 |
i will be there | 2 |
the ilian women with | 2 |
as they go all | 2 |
them to the gates | 2 |
battle with the teucrians | 2 |
strikes the earth with | 2 |
air away out of | 2 |
them ready for the | 2 |
of phoebus and trivia | 2 |
in such wise as | 2 |
to accost him and | 2 |
shall i send thee | 2 |
an hundred years they | 2 |
in triumph to the | 2 |
to bring him back | 2 |
and in his heart | 2 |
on the fields of | 2 |
the princes of the | 2 |
have called it italy | 2 |
the world to ruin | 2 |
puffed up with pride | 2 |
the daughter of tyndarus | 2 |
and the rivers yet | 2 |
a challenge to the | 2 |
city is a mound | 2 |
the wounds of all | 2 |
the quiver and the | 2 |
and from the town | 2 |
italian cornel flies through | 2 |
from horseback with his | 2 |
his answer to the | 2 |
walls to the weary | 2 |
beat the rutulian lea | 2 |
the wave shuddered and | 2 |
i pray thee let | 2 |
let others hold the | 2 |
empty house she mourns | 2 |
gave access to the | 2 |
gods and your own | 2 |
in his mind the | 2 |
run down the wind | 2 |
son and the sibyl | 2 |
dukes of men in | 2 |
head from side to | 2 |
the gods have placed | 2 |
torrents comes the rain | 2 |
foot of mount ossa | 2 |
called of greeks in | 2 |
i return to thee | 2 |
and raiment of a | 2 |
proclaim war on the | 2 |
and shut were they | 2 |
endure their poverty and | 2 |
through the darkness of | 2 |
sons of sons unborn | 2 |
and not my pallas | 2 |
the might of styx | 2 |
and thine own wanderings | 2 |
and withdraw not from | 2 |
in the earth and | 2 |
or take the night | 2 |
from blood of godhead | 2 |
and halloweth in the | 2 |
one thing i beseech | 2 |
the favour of the | 2 |
to the hostile dart | 2 |
there was a city | 2 |
such warnings of the | 2 |
obedient to the rite | 2 |
and with his own | 2 |
meanwhile the king of | 2 |
do what thou wilt | 2 |
meanwhile aurora risen up | 2 |
the household gods i | 2 |
and from the chariot | 2 |
were i not sick | 2 |
his hand of might | 2 |
than whom none other | 2 |
by mighty love of | 2 |
on the shores of | 2 |
the rich daughter of | 2 |
slumber seal his sight | 2 |
thou wert our leader | 2 |
but the keen umbrian | 2 |
the arms of dardania | 2 |
to found this new | 2 |
to the town with | 2 |
and it is ever | 2 |
forth amid the press | 2 |
to the gods he | 2 |
we have seen the | 2 |
and all the land | 2 |
the life of one | 2 |
their sails to sea | 2 |
the mothers on the | 2 |
thou shouldst have called | 2 |
even as when the | 2 |
slender breath of fame | 2 |
him hand to hand | 2 |
at last to the | 2 |
us on the way | 2 |
the passage of the | 2 |
in fear behind a | 2 |
to speak the word | 2 |
the warder of the | 2 |
crag amid the sea | 2 |
fuel in the clouds | 2 |
the weapons of her | 2 |
thy heart should give | 2 |
brave bodies of men | 2 |
siege of the trojan | 2 |
maiden daughter of priam | 2 |
and now the trojan | 2 |
was the end of | 2 |
so turnus through the | 2 |
me first of all | 2 |
holy things and household | 2 |
the dukes of men | 2 |
the clouds of heaven | 2 |
the cause of war | 2 |
and the tuscan train | 2 |
now the gates of | 2 |
and the bay of | 2 |
on the world to | 2 |
couched on the green | 2 |
here referred to is | 2 |
and the great glory | 2 |
but for all the | 2 |
victories in sicily and | 2 |
earth shall be thy | 2 |
the promised day was | 2 |
from the marsian hills | 2 |
i ask of thee | 2 |
the word he said | 2 |
on the threshold of | 2 |
stretched him dying there | 2 |
labours of the gods | 2 |
this hand and that | 2 |
the destinies of ilium | 2 |
or bending of the | 2 |
his father caught it | 2 |
was the image set | 2 |
and many a battle | 2 |
pressed out the life | 2 |
his fleet the rein | 2 |
his forehead in the | 2 |
me store of weapons | 2 |
the gates and fill | 2 |
rays unveil the world | 2 |
and as a lion | 2 |
soever holds thy source | 2 |
threshold of the door | 2 |
and sets forth a | 2 |
o best of greeks | 2 |
and herds and men | 2 |
filled his decks with | 2 |
the sight of the | 2 |
of wine and feast | 2 |
heart should give the | 2 |
as he ran to | 2 |
faltered on my tongue | 2 |
and spoke the last | 2 |
as for thy ship | 2 |
upon the sand to | 2 |
leaning on his spear | 2 |
of those that die | 2 |
of the deep to | 2 |
remnant left of the | 2 |
i saw the god | 2 |
spirit of his sire | 2 |
sea and sky a | 2 |
through war and battle | 2 |
short of its mark | 2 |
and shut them in | 2 |
the blood of rome | 2 |
her holy things and | 2 |
in such a tale | 2 |
dost thou bid me | 2 |
and those who till | 2 |
thrust forth by fate | 2 |
aeneas is away and | 2 |
as the breathing of | 2 |
shower drew up overhead | 2 |
of the trojan war | 2 |
is the task of | 2 |
the covert of the | 2 |
each man by his | 2 |
in his speech on | 2 |
the fulness of the | 2 |
charon is the ferryman | 2 |
knew the god and | 2 |
her soul had caught | 2 |
bidding of the gods | 2 |
wounds of all the | 2 |
news was true that | 2 |
hath driven you to | 2 |
and the likeness of | 2 |
entrance to the main | 2 |
in accents of command | 2 |
and the dread of | 2 |
remembered by his name | 2 |
are stated to have | 2 |
spake such words to | 2 |
body laid out for | 2 |
and houses of the | 2 |
in name fail to | 2 |
source and spring of | 2 |
earth is strewn with | 2 |
and the tribes of | 2 |
on the gods and | 2 |
with her golden rod | 2 |
all the gates and | 2 |
as crag amid the | 2 |
but if no land | 2 |
a folk of italy | 2 |
who led them on | 2 |
to what dost thou | 2 |
and glorying in his | 2 |
and rolls along the | 2 |
scarcely had he said | 2 |
thin air away out | 2 |
plunges into the river | 2 |
of things to come | 2 |
the anchor is cast | 2 |
was an ancient latin | 2 |
and foremost of all | 2 |
and rose into the | 2 |
whither am i borne | 2 |
earth all creatures were | 2 |
anger with the gods | 2 |
the song of the | 2 |
as he reached the | 2 |
many bodies of the | 2 |
the sacred vessels and | 2 |
is there any hope | 2 |
taken from the iliad | 2 |
on the coast of | 2 |
beauty and glittering in | 2 |
fills the town with | 2 |
high up in heaven | 2 |
and beasts of prey | 2 |
in spite of its | 2 |
of beasts and the | 2 |
roasted flesh of bulls | 2 |
left foot on the | 2 |
through the dusk as | 2 |
sirius scorched the fields | 2 |
through the midmost foes | 2 |
with the sword to | 2 |
end shall be of | 2 |
in the garb of | 2 |
grant us to draw | 2 |
of old to troy | 2 |
whispering to the deep | 2 |
to the latin king | 2 |
the queen to madness | 2 |
and hastes to meet | 2 |
his throne of state | 2 |
no hand of man | 2 |
in the same cavern | 2 |
and call the gods | 2 |
the shield of sulmo | 2 |
the threshold of his | 2 |
never to be stung | 2 |
of the pitchy black | 2 |
the first northern wind | 2 |
all the hope of | 2 |
and thus at length | 2 |
that he took not | 2 |
from his neck the | 2 |
high house of the | 2 |
for his victories in | 2 |
leave arms to men | 2 |
the gods and your | 2 |
but first before all | 2 |
to battle and to | 2 |
from the open sea | 2 |
care not for renown | 2 |
and when he saw | 2 |
but the boy ascanius | 2 |
lavish of wealth and | 2 |
any more the land | 2 |
the balance of my | 2 |
and at the last | 2 |
shroud thee in the | 2 |
those who drank of | 2 |
from whom fliest thou | 2 |
a way through the | 2 |
from its deep foundations | 2 |
or where am i | 2 |
betake ye to your | 2 |
all hands in swift | 2 |
thou and thy boy | 2 |
tears rolled over his | 2 |
such were his words | 2 |
wrapped her round with | 2 |
swift change of thought | 2 |
nought shall ye lack | 2 |
the sons of earth | 2 |
to thee i fly | 2 |