trigram

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trigram	frequency
on the plain	64
and to the	52
and all the	48
and now the	40
and on the	40
and from the	38
above the rest	34
thus having said	34
of the war	30
on either side	30
of the trojan	30
then thus the	26
of the gods	24
of the night	24
the queen of	24
the name of	24
the trojan race	24
the god of	22
and with a	22
and in a	22
the trojan hero	22
to the latian	22
on the ground	20
while he spoke	20
him to the	20
to the shore	20
of all the	20
and in the	20
to the war	18
at once the	18
to see the	18
then to the	18
the trojan and	18
in his mind	18
scarce had he	18
and thro the	18
with eager haste	18
on the shore	18
the trojan chief	18
along the ground	18
not far from	16
from the ground	16
the face of	16
the pious prince	16
and with his	16
thus while he	16
in the wind	16
thro the skies	16
hand to hand	16
by his side	16
to view the	16
more than mortal	16
in his hand	16
to the field	16
in the field	16
fortune of the	14
mixd with the	14
the son of	14
said no more	14
to whom the	14
the sight of	14
to the fight	14
the trojan troops	14
and the trojan	14
the seat of	14
dangers of the	14
and thus the	14
and in his	14
to raise the	14
the powr of	14
of the main	14
the middle space	14
the dangers of	14
and oer the	14
and piercd his	14
and thus began	14
of the sky	14
on evry side	14
to the gods	14
and those who	12
peals of shouts	12
queen of love	12
the king of	12
in battle slain	12
on the latian	12
the trojan line	12
here and there	12
by the gods	12
in the middle	12
extended on the	12
full in the	12
of the wood	12
and on his	12
and seek the	12
had he said	12
on the seas	12
upon the plain	12
this way and	12
of the sea	12
of the field	12
high on a	12
took his way	12
the trojan train	12
the fate of	12
father of the	12
shades of night	12
to the stygian	12
in a line	12
and some with	12
way and that	12
the trojan prince	12
of the fight	12
at length he	12
to the port	12
from far the	12
a rising ground	12
before my sight	12
dead of night	12
and all his	12
face of heavn	12
to the rest	12
side to side	12
in the main	12
in vain the	12
upon the ground	12
on the main	10
the latian land	10
and of the	10
a length of	10
the fortune of	10
and with new	10
with his own	10
the trojan state	10
the latian state	10
to shun the	10
to mount the	10
in open view	10
as it flew	10
to break the	10
void of fear	10
to the sound	10
from the bottom	10
when he saw	10
full on the	10
of the sacred	10
of their own	10
a foreign son	10
then with a	10
and raise a	10
and there the	10
king of heavn	10
these are the	10
and seeks the	10
the care of	10
at the sight	10
all the gods	10
of his breast	10
to see my	10
and his own	10
in long order	10
in the rear	10
to find the	10
descending on the	10
and leave the	10
with all his	10
from side to	10
at length the	10
in his breast	10
on the left	10
queen of heavn	10
foes in battle	10
to save the	10
the will of	10
on the trojan	10
the pride of	10
a lions hide	10
and all th	10
the father of	10
around his head	10
while fortune favourd	10
the rosy morn	10
hopes and fears	10
the bottom of	10
of the ground	10
to the sea	10
he saw the	10
me to the	10
mother of the	10
soon as the	10
a numrous train	10
oer the plain	10
and jove himself	10
revolving in his	10
is no more	10
and the rest	10
to force the	10
and both the	10
in fighting fields	10
and thus with	10
then to his	10
is filld with	10
without a name	10
landed on the	10
and to her	10
and to their	10
in the sky	10
could not bear	10
he said no	10
goddess of the	10
and what the	10
of the god	10
proud of his	10
the trojan fleet	8
he takes the	8
and the god	8
but now the	8
of the place	8
and here the	8
from the foe	8
the relics of	8
and sought the	8
of his own	8
and where the	8
with garlands crownd	8
and the tyrian	8
from pole to	8
of heavn is	8
fire and sword	8
glorious to behold	8
and by his	8
and some the	8
night and day	8
trojan and the	8
amidst the crowd	8
and thrice the	8
favourd by the	8
place to place	8
meantime the trojan	8
of unhappy troy	8
shouts and clamours	8
and at his	8
in his arms	8
the rest in	8
to his side	8
quarter of the	8
and to his	8
his vital blood	8
far from thence	8
thro the wound	8
his arms and	8
with vast delight	8
author of the	8
desire of blood	8
the margin of	8
in sign of	8
approach the walls	8
and his friend	8
the ruins of	8
or in a	8
the midst of	8
the vital air	8
his right hand	8
the sinking state	8
daughters of the	8
him to his	8
o more than	8
the latian king	8
the more he	8
so long a	8
the godlike man	8
in her heart	8
oer his head	8
in the town	8
to the seas	8
and fortune of	8
and seeks his	8
from his chariot	8
to draw the	8
to the ground	8
and the sea	8
in the wound	8
the latian lands	8
with fire and	8
times to come	8
the cause of	8
along the sky	8
within his breast	8
sacred to the	8
high oer the	8
from the gods	8
turnus to the	8
on the right	8
oer the plains	8
before the wind	8
in single fight	8
the skies with	8
drawn up in	8
this is the	8
at length on	8
from the fire	8
the way to	8
from the skies	8
surrounded by the	8
relics of the	8
in open sight	8
amidst the war	8
from the sea	8
void of light	8
from the shore	8
of mighty fame	8
if there be	8
the trojan host	8
to the skies	8
with such a	8
the solid ground	8
from the trojan	8
with loosend reins	8
the mountains height	8
the rage of	8
to soothe his	8
to bear the	8
once more the	8
winds and waves	8
the stygian lake	8
of foes in	8
and the gods	8
from on high	8
resolvd on death	8
by the same	8
and shake the	8
he led the	8
the latian shore	8
of the latian	8
sense of honour	8
of all my	8
high on the	8
with all the	8
the trojan walls	8
at length she	8
of a god	8
well known to	8
in vain he	8
the gods ordain	8
the shades below	8
passage to the	8
in the skies	8
in the midst	8
pole to pole	8
aloft in air	8
then on the	8
and with loud	8
known to fame	8
why should i	8
with fates averse	8
the rest the	8
the gods and	8
monsters of the	8
him from the	8
length of years	8
he rolld his	8
the sons of	8
to make the	8
circuit of the	8
far above the	8
and all their	8
before the gate	8
the streaming blood	8
the trojan shore	8
on the sea	8
and with the	8
a flood of	8
to the trojan	8
thro the field	8
masters of the	8
the trojan name	8
the stygian flood	8
with lifted hands	8
of the day	8
they leave the	8
him and his	8
the seas and	8
to the town	8
and for the	8
his mind the	8
both his hands	8
above the waves	8
the spoils of	8
the yielding skies	8
from place to	8
he from the	8
he turns his	8
to the sight	8
they saw the	8
before the shrine	8
from afar they	8
toils of war	8
and thus his	8
his hands he	8
the pious chief	8
the latian plain	8
from his own	8
th advantage of	8
with this he	8
nor less the	8
the breathless body	8
from the war	8
headlong to the	8
was the first	8
with united force	8
portion of the	8
in his eyes	8
on either hand	8
to tempt the	8
and here and	6
regions void of	6
the shining sword	6
of form divine	6
to warn him	6
the tyrian court	6
upon his side	6
the stormy seas	6
seas and wind	6
more than all	6
with wondring eyes	6
bosom of the	6
to the ships	6
covert of the	6
with equal strength	6
his ample shield	6
nor did the	6
all at once	6
to the god	6
his fainting limbs	6
and young ascanius	6
from the wound	6
the laws of	6
shakes the solid	6
sea and land	6
the gods to	6
the space of	6
the silent night	6
and his train	6
the western winds	6
to defend the	6
the port assignd	6
the fight is	6
with furious haste	6
by the southern	6
the world with	6
in his face	6
you shall be	6
and how the	6
him as he	6
but soon the	6
the shady plain	6
the stormy main	6
the shadows of	6
to these the	6
bowls go round	6
his hands and	6
and oer his	6
to see his	6
descended from the	6
and curse the	6
from the main	6
the tyrian line	6
astonishd at their	6
from his lofty	6
join their hands	6
the daunian chief	6
the mountains brow	6
to cheer his	6
in her arms	6
the latian coast	6
oer their heads	6
th unequal combat	6
to the last	6
what should he	6
leads the way	6
high on his	6
the conquerd world	6
reachd his heart	6
no more than	6
him on the	6
the trojan king	6
took the word	6
the promisd prize	6
in shining arms	6
the sound of	6
with less rage	6
head on high	6
quit the field	6
so sad a	6
the light of	6
and the new	6
on the grassy	6
from the same	6
and groans of	6
to save her	6
bottom of his	6
the dire event	6
he drives the	6
the shouts of	6
the watry way	6
to share the	6
in the sea	6
to the land	6
the marks of	6
the walls of	6
and the latian	6
and make the	6
in open field	6
of the roman	6
bird of jove	6
on his back	6
the purple wine	6
by joves command	6
the worst of	6
from out his	6
shouts from the	6
trembling with rage	6
ordaind by fate	6
and all on	6
involves the skies	6
his pointed spear	6
of th ausonian	6
now on the	6
to leave the	6
of the slain	6
the funral flame	6
the hero stands	6
the goddess of	6
they see the	6
for the promisd	6
by the rest	6
the flying spear	6
in her mind	6
the shades of	6
the sacred altars	6
the powrs above	6
the fighting field	6
of the stygian	6
rend the vaulted	6
as i am	6
the fates ordain	6
with eyes dejected	6
the forky lightning	6
to heavn he	6
the dead of	6
with their blood	6
you to the	6
the last remains	6
thus while the	6
beat their breasts	6
with mortal fright	6
th italian shores	6
from the town	6
th italian shore	6
from the rocks	6
and heard the	6
passd the night	6
sword and shield	6
and by the	6
and shunnd the	6
i could not	6
to the main	6
and round the	6
passage thro the	6
sent me to	6
at once he	6
him from afar	6
a safe retreat	6
of the skies	6
the rising towrs	6
nor will i	6
pouring on the	6
not with less	6
his mother was	6
with words like	6
within the hollow	6
the circuit of	6
with pious haste	6
stretchd on the	6
in the course	6
with loud laments	6
reign in italy	6
he found the	6
his passage to	6
the neighbring nations	6
his hoary hair	6
the winged weapon	6
along the shore	6
echo to the	6
on a rock	6
to heavn his	6
man to man	6
fixd on his	6
put to sea	6
rushing thro the	6
this right hand	6
the tusky boar	6
by turns with	6
with downcast eyes	6
ten years siege	6
and scarce the	6
on the winged	6
the rocky shore	6
from the camp	6
with the shock	6
in the deep	6
the winds and	6
with wreaths of	6
at least to	6
and with an	6
light of heavn	6
his eyes around	6
and hear the	6
with full force	6
and near the	6
with that he	6
the force of	6
far from hence	6
to be slain	6
on the strand	6
thro all the	6
to speed his	6
and their mixd	6
length of time	6
not tho the	6
with his left	6
her flowing hair	6
the solemn rites	6
so great a	6
the prince appears	6
the gates and	6
and to my	6
thee to the	6
the queen herself	6
the seas below	6
in his hands	6
at length we	6
then thus he	6
and at the	6
a lasting peace	6
scarce had the	6
and cleave the	6
of men and	6
a storm of	6
in arms the	6
hands and eyes	6
the causes of	6
beats her breast	6
evn in the	6
what have i	6
of the friendly	6
the lycian crew	6
the grace of	6
the bosom of	6
his household gods	6
in sight of	6
of the past	6
the mother of	6
the yellow sand	6
on the wall	6
his better hand	6
his arms he	6
the first he	6
and of their	6
to turnus aid	6
exposd in air	6
bend the bow	6
what place the	6
be present at	6
the pains of	6
companion of his	6
but still in	6
and clouds of	6
margin of the	6
with deep despair	6
saw the trojan	6
is landed on	6
by a mortal	6
but in vain	6
with both his	6
shall be the	6
eyes around the	6
the brother kings	6
madness of the	6
from the cave	6
and from her	6
confines of the	6
present at the	6
the doubtful war	6
you see the	6
along the field	6
of the fatal	6
the gods for	6
at his command	6
and this the	6
deep in the	6
and saw the	6
all the powrs	6
leader of the	6
the tuscan troops	6
the royal youth	6
each with a	6
the race of	6
on the sacred	6
thus the king	6
all the trojan	6
roofd with gold	6
to watch the	6
the common danger	6
my household gods	6
to burn the	6
of the watry	6
th unequal fight	6
the ghost of	6
for her son	6
on the walls	6
to the neighbring	6
or in the	6
on tops of	6
observant of the	6
the world below	6
pleasd with his	6
blow full on	6
the fields are	6
full of fate	6
thro the shady	6
a train of	6
by slow degrees	6
of slaughterd foes	6
heapd on high	6
his birth from	6
the liquid sky	6
she fills the	6
from out the	6
when now the	6
they throw their	6
to cross the	6
coat of mail	6
before their fathers	6
raisd high on	6
the madness of	6
pile they rear	6
to this the	6
and the dead	6
the moving sand	6
so long desird	6
but good aeneas	6
we saw the	6
she saw the	6
the fame and	6
to be the	6
lies our way	6
there stood a	6
her head she	6
from the crowd	6
and with her	6
and takes a	6
the ghost replied	6
he raisd his	6
by stress of	6
cut the liquid	6
to rule the	6
the town the	6
the corpse of	6
vessels on the	6
with a close	6
a second time	6
the great aeneas	6
at their head	6
turnus in the	6
wrath of heavn	6
sums of gold	6
without the gate	6
resolvd to die	6
issuing from the	6
retird to rest	6
attended with a	6
and drunk with	6
of the seas	6
these are my	6
the nuptial bed	6
the wrath of	6
thus he spoke	6
shadows of the	6
just where the	6
there stands a	6
to the left	6
is the way	6
in after times	6
the prince with	6
the twanging bow	6
a flaming brand	6
the flying dart	6
not your own	6
can you bear	6
by hands divine	6
as when a	6
all clad in	6
at the gate	6
what the gods	6
in which the	6
a venerable wood	6
we pass the	6
tis the last	6
this was the	6
with sparkling wine	6
the phrygian fields	6
his arms around	6
the delian god	6
his voice before	6
on his face	6
who dare not	6
as i was	6
me to relate	6
the vaulted skies	6
and with these	6
his brother god	6
a race of	6
the fierce virago	6
you shall find	6
to the walls	6
porter of the	6
tug at evry	6
in her bosom	6
and now in	6
he views the	6
from his eyes	6
strew the ground	6
body from the	6
with rapid force	6
and then the	6
cast his eyes	6
from his bed	6
on his shoulders	6
not to be	6
restord the day	6
the royal virgin	6
face of danger	6
strange to relate	6
the same hand	6
with sighs and	6
the good old	6
a gentle breeze	6
the land which	6
speed his flight	6
to the slain	6
and take the	6
doomd to death	6
by the winds	6
throw their darts	6
good or bad	6
to the city	6
it piercd his	6
and cleaves the	6
in times to	6
with a sigh	6
with a thundring	6
on the fire	6
in a cloud	6
advancing in a	6
added to the	6
and call the	6
with lifted eyes	6
the powrs that	6
then nisus thus	6
in evry face	6
to the place	6
and thus he	6
face to face	6
fixd on the	6
and long to	6
these eyes beheld	6
to the shades	6
with those of	6
and all my	6
the fatal news	6
thro the clouds	6
and spurns the	6
the fated sword	6
words like these	6
on the mountains	6
and flakes of	6
the brazen hinges	6
to bend the	6
hides his head	6
advantage of the	6
groaning from the	6
the dusty plain	6
all shall be	6
of the flood	6
sighs and tears	6
conspicuous in the	6
but first to	6
the trojan towrs	6
a purple flood	6
on the plains	6
shifts his place	6
those who live	6
but old anchises	6
in arms to	6
a close embrace	6
oer and oer	6
woods and wilds	6
the confines of	6
huge heaps of	6
sent his voice	6
to the deep	6
fixd in the	6
his head he	6
from the plain	6
thro the plain	6
forest and the	4
by his father	4
quit their ground	4
as she was	4
to quench his	4
yet have place	4
the wings of	4
whom the trojan	4
your alterd minds	4
our country gods	4
an easy conquest	4
clouds he hides	4
skim along the	4
and arms the	4
for thy name	4
all the same	4
that i should	4
the victor shall	4
his breast with	4
weary of the	4
men and beasts	4
laws of nature	4
on the libyan	4
could not move	4
in the public	4
and drew the	4
and left the	4
shook at the	4
to shades below	4
us to the	4
or from the	4
obscure in clouds	4
thus she said	4
so the fates	4
their sterns to	4
in his buckler	4
down from the	4
distaind his arms	4
and roll the	4
the grecians from	4
appears in sight	4
in dead of	4
have sent me	4
soul came rushing	4
drank his vital	4
the pointed javlin	4
mingled man to	4
for my sake	4
of the soul	4
his hands the	4
the war begun	4
raging winds and	4
trunks of trees	4
in the court	4
invade the skies	4
half so swift	4
in solemn state	4
of his father	4
the ground the	4
to the plain	4
already on the	4
the reeking entrails	4
in the throng	4
eager of action	4
besmeard with blood	4
all his might	4
of so renownd	4
the frighted town	4
the rest to	4
tempests on the	4
name and country	4
by the neck	4
the signal of	4
and with such	4
of his purple	4
and the dire	4
and outstrippd the	4
the liquid air	4
so long their	4
to bless my	4
promise of the	4
firebrands to the	4
is doomd to	4
a ram their	4
and i myself	4
the chill blood	4
to fight on	4
now calld italia	4
we leave the	4
then shewd the	4
hear what i	4
high the flaming	4
by this right	4
took their way	4
with equal strokes	4
by the doubtful	4
and mingled brains	4
him with his	4
then on a	4
and vulcan rides	4
his eyes with	4
the daunian prince	4
one continued wound	4
and their courage	4
then in a	4
in the port	4
his radiant head	4
in open light	4
turning to the	4
and shoots the	4
to the phrygian	4
the death of	4
sent him to	4
the busy throng	4
his flaming sword	4
in endless night	4
present state of	4
and forms a	4
she beats her	4
which to the	4
his sire in	4
left a space	4
the public place	4
and sends his	4
the trojans fled	4
pitch their toils	4
great anchises tomb	4
in war to	4
the sweets of	4
the ready way	4
those of heavn	4
their toils around	4
right and left	4
then thus replied	4
all i ask	4
at this the	4
the wretched father	4
the shady grove	4
for the fight	4
fly before the	4
by force and	4
and seek their	4
force the gate	4
a land there	4
i might have	4
whole sheets of	4
by his example	4
in public view	4
headlong on the	4
thus ragd the	4
with fury drivn	4
the fight began	4
the lance of	4
of arms imagind	4
honour and the	4
to conquer or	4
of all our	4
her sad attendants	4
of th arcadian	4
the monsters of	4
to the battle	4
last and fatal	4
on the deck	4
my trojans shall	4
a shady wood	4
and spurnd the	4
the sibyl thus	4
without the walls	4
against the gods	4
the secret court	4
in vain we	4
he seems to	4
nor shalt thou	4
stretchd at his	4
shall never more	4
invade the town	4
turnus aid his	4
for you alone	4
the youth to	4
see my son	4
fight is mine	4
and skim along	4
having passd the	4
by thy fate	4
and fears their	4
exulting in his	4
in triumph ride	4
arrow from the	4
nor is my	4
way to victory	4
of the dead	4
weltring in blood	4
his race is	4
and admires the	4
with his hands	4
and in despair	4
a branch of	4
of thy fate	4
the peoples ears	4
with arms the	4
on sods of	4
and oer with	4
is ravishd from	4
a shining sword	4
all his hundred	4
solemn rites of	4
the sounding shore	4
incense in the	4
follow to the	4
with these words	4
and part of	4
mount the trojan	4
make the world	4
they filld the	4
there is a	4
level with the	4
one only daughter	4
more than what	4
tell of arms	4
up to heavn	4
take their way	4
down to the	4
from far beheld	4
clouds of dust	4
from his breast	4
their wondring eyes	4
why should he	4
the fatal horse	4
in the dust	4
to wash his	4
aeneas and his	4
pitching on his	4
the stygian shore	4
offrings on my	4
she strove to	4
as the prince	4
the genral cry	4
the common air	4
thus aloud he	4
if i still	4
astonishd at the	4
his lance he	4
the gods with	4
so hard a	4
to restore the	4
present to my	4
and in her	4
yet shall the	4
resolvd at length	4
the gods was	4
of the deep	4
to the nether	4
the sacred altar	4
he scarcely knew	4
from steep to	4
your presents i	4
to fear the	4
strippd of his	4
the ruin of	4
you bear the	4
the fatal war	4
birds of air	4
various tempests tossd	4
sad a sight	4
thro his breast	4
give me to	4
in my hand	4
in his strength	4
shall be yours	4
horns and hounds	4
the town arise	4
is to the	4
not the same	4
not to tempt	4
and rolld his	4
arrivd at last	4
the farther coast	4
the living and	4
with horny hoofs	4
oer the fields	4
the soil is	4
so full of	4
they take their	4
be crownd with	4
my steps to	4
at his temples	4
false as thou	4
to the temple	4
the sad city	4
his fate he	4
and in this	4
for to what	4
his body to	4
and drive the	4
and in your	4
but in a	4
a hundred altars	4
that i was	4
harbourd in his	4
and the monster	4
upon the yellow	4
spoils of foes	4
my hair with	4
by his own	4
and the day	4
and the suns	4
to know what	4
th imperial bird	4
leaving me behind	4
he gave the	4
her haughty mind	4
the trojan sword	4
the fatal tree	4
the pondrous prey	4
be the same	4
cannot move a	4
in triumph borne	4
in the bottom	4
a cloud of	4
cried out for	4
of the sun	4
him from his	4
to conquerd foes	4
the mother goddess	4
and blood of	4
of the town	4
the gods his	4
and arcadian line	4
tall vessels on	4
the stygian sound	4
of heavn and	4
came driving on	4
combat on the	4
of my friend	4
determind to the	4
our way to	4
to close the	4
the chains of	4
let us with	4
hissing as it	4
of her fame	4
are wafted oer	4
with just disdain	4
seas shall run	4
not the grecian	4
livd too long	4
with his blood	4
which i have	4
stood before my	4
and my son	4
to the proud	4
with hands profane	4
hung in air	4
led the way	4
to meet the	4
to your lord	4
the steed he	4
to his son	4
and what i	4
prone to the	4
the full stretch	4
in the palace	4
thirst of blood	4
with flying speed	4
by his friend	4
before the throne	4
and loud laments	4
and a purple	4
the neighing coursers	4
wingd their flight	4
save thy life	4
steerage of his	4
the latian throne	4
and mixd with	4
of heavn the	4
the burthen of	4
when he found	4
the winds their	4
first he met	4
care she sought	4
and the loud	4
and the shouting	4
before their master	4
nor am i	4
with desire of	4
enchasd in gold	4
the giant brothers	4
by the trojan	4
stemmd the flood	4
to the roofs	4
thus the chief	4
the guiltless youth	4
and favourd by	4
sums of silver	4
and would have	4
for so the	4
asserts his innocence	4
the pious man	4
mixing with a	4
a pitchy cloud	4
the craggy cliffs	4
from thence the	4
i took my	4
thro the shades	4
thro the main	4
my share of	4
with silent grief	4
the danger of	4
just revenge against	4
his distended paws	4
nor can my	4
fixd his eyes	4
and thus her	4
troops of turnus	4
be thy share	4
and fatal night	4
the gods had	4
and now both	4
the labours of	4
they skim the	4
he won the	4
at evry oar	4
sustain the shield	4
and headlong drives	4
of the growing	4
and stand to	4
the beauteous boy	4
the cretan shore	4
fair and young	4
long to know	4
of all her	4
me thro the	4
all the skies	4
their shoulders to	4
now the goddess	4
receive a soul	4
his plumy crest	4
th unhappy queen	4
he shunnd the	4
and a false	4
clap their wings	4
and urge their	4
the great messapus	4
my goddess mother	4
tract of land	4
to the flood	4
thro foes and	4
passage with a	4
in the bloody	4
a stop to	4
that outstrips the	4
and to thy	4
disdain and grief	4
the wheels and	4
and bear the	4
or like a	4
from their native	4
his friends and	4
his fatal sword	4
gnashd his teeth	4
plates on which	4
to redeem the	4
with fate to	4
from the flame	4
took his flight	4
now by the	4
a charger in	4
jars of genrous	4
the nether ground	4
his hundred hands	4
the mark of	4
tyrian line in	4
thus the prince	4
the town he	4
leave the field	4
and my more	4
had i said	4
the speedy dolphin	4
a golden caul	4
sent to seek	4
to the camp	4
the loud report	4
and you shall	4
his left hand	4
is sent to	4
our ships are	4
of your friend	4
the wound the	4
where shall i	4
mad as i	4
a weighty stone	4
in silent order	4
is forcd to	4
invokes the powrs	4
restore me to	4
in pangs of	4
he draggd the	4
and hastens to	4
high in his	4
of this fair	4
sent iris down	4
which is the	4
the cyprian towrs	4
leave the town	4
find the secret	4
evry quarter of	4
thick as the	4
and took him	4
a narrower ring	4
of our fate	4
from the fatal	4
in woods and	4
her hoary hair	4
hope to find	4
distracted with her	4
descending to the	4
which on the	4
now the trojan	4
holy fillets bound	4
of turnus to	4
which piercd his	4
shall urge thy	4
put a stop	4
the camp he	4
a sword and	4
our last and	4
but the stern	4
to pole the	4
the names of	4
their heads with	4
in the fire	4
breaking on the	4
the powrs divine	4
and those he	4
the black regions	4
and round with	4
then turning short	4
the lots their	4
his eyes in	4
and from afar	4
the trojans fly	4
who rules the	4
by fortunes powr	4
arms imagind in	4
in evry part	4
amidst his foes	4
fire your mind	4
priams royal race	4
ruins of unhappy	4
troy is no	4
the gods he	4
and that he	4
on your shores	4
take th alarm	4
with weeping eyes	4
all the dardan	4
the centre of	4
scatterd thro the	4
cross the seas	4
sustain the sight	4
of heavn their	4
in his quarrel	4
thou either shalt	4
his goddess mother	4
at one blow	4
with his drawn	4
so just a	4
thro the gloomy	4
claims your birth	4
the monuments of	4
with greedy joy	4
with a purple	4
vows and solemn	4
clouds involves the	4
and shakes his	4
for whose only	4
the coat of	4
the fatal blow	4
the filial duty	4
his altar stands	4
your libyan coast	4
forms of law	4
force in war	4
the realms below	4
the cheerful crew	4
triumphant from the	4
to the grove	4
to drink the	4
each to his	4
image on the	4
from turnus hand	4
shakes the sounding	4
your crooked anchors	4
on evry coast	4
heavn his hands	4
in this unequal	4
and send me	4
on the front	4
whole heaps of	4
at the length	4
the helm of	4
and i alone	4
in his strong	4
and first the	4
hissing in the	4
such was the	4
with disdain the	4
the watchful shepherd	4
the request of	4
to certain death	4
back the sand	4
the dark recesses	4
will of jove	4
no dishonest wound	4
for length of	4
and hides his	4
obscures the skies	4
the god supplies	4
the soft god	4
into the main	4
and stoppd his	4
he leaves the	4
his holy fillets	4
the trumpets clangour	4
and sanguine streams	4
bear the sight	4
future praise from	4
a prosprous wind	4
to and fro	4
his faithful falchion	4
hisses thro the	4
on his head	4
a trail of	4
men of mighty	4
and from th	4
with his flaming	4
the victor to	4
the holy ground	4
the soul of	4
now the fates	4
his ample breast	4
stoppd the course	4
they bear him	4
for the skies	4
the war began	4
rolld his eyes	4
the king himself	4
billows to the	4
and true achates	4
my life to	4
in a desert	4
from her eyes	4
the lifeless body	4
by turns they	4
blast of wind	4
the fortunes of	4
ascends the sacred	4
fate of troy	4
the food of	4
with blood and	4
her full force	4
and cries aloud	4
obscure in air	4
permit me not	4
whose hand the	4
they shut their	4
and plungd it	4
deluge of the	4
dismiss thy fears	4
when they see	4
seeds of envy	4
sunk upon the	4
my native shore	4
and crownd with	4
the mid ocean	4
of ruind troy	4
a dire portent	4
he took the	4
to their appointed	4
and know the	4
nor this the	4
he threw his	4
to make me	4
all on fire	4
bowls with sparkling	4
to seek the	4
and various cares	4
and storm the	4
the rest of	4
the latian court	4
nisus and his	4
to these abodes	4
the promisd throne	4
proud of the	4
and heard and	4
trojans mixd with	4
i beg you	4
and a king	4
to free the	4
fortune of your	4
chiefs of turnus	4
a new achilles	4
to try their	4
our swelling sails	4
torn from the	4
is all i	4
at a birth	4
and revenge the	4
th arcadian band	4
i strove to	4
the trojan fate	4
with disheveld hair	4
they raise a	4
the thundrer said	4
but let me	4
our course we	4
with equal force	4
loud peals of	4
and the black	4
the victors lust	4
his left foot	4
town is filld	4
fixing on the	4
a wreath of	4
in arms he	4
from the mountains	4
whence he came	4
the shape of	4
th impenetrable shield	4
the roman state	4
god of sleep	4
he whets his	4
inflamd with rage	4
the god his	4
revenge the dead	4
still at hand	4
my longing eyes	4
nor shun the	4
trojan hero stood	4
he passd the	4
the fierce foes	4
the shining bough	4
some guard the	4
saw the foes	4
on hard conditions	4
and follow to	4
thus he prayd	4
advancing to the	4
manifest to sight	4
draws a sweeping	4
then cast the	4
and the fields	4
she makes the	4
of gods and	4
when the chief	4
flood of fire	4
to keep the	4
he mends his	4
the souls that	4
who led his	4
the nether skies	4
of the fire	4
and death of	4
conscious of her	4
with mutual blood	4
of her own	4
thou shalt find	4
the patron of	4
from the frighted	4
of so brave	4
unsheathd his shining	4
thus her fury	4
give the law	4
spot of ground	4
great mother of	4
and sail in	4
to drive the	4
till in her	4
not find the	4
anxious in his	4
the funral honours	4
they reachd the	4
and what to	4
place of rest	4
these are your	4
that in our	4
of its own	4
to the centre	4
the raging billows	4
sail before the	4
day thou either	4
had not the	4
pride of youth	4
on the dusty	4
he bites the	4
he shakes the	4
a hollow rock	4
his fiery coursers	4
and holds the	4
then thrice around	4
black regions of	4
the tyrrhene troops	4
when the sun	4
succeeding to the	4
and shakes the	4
now with a	4
had chasd away	4
cleaves the skies	4
involvd in fire	4
and the disdainful	4
long a way	4
t appear a	4
gall the foe	4
send the willing	4
to plunge the	4
trophies of the	4
such a son	4
and brush the	4
chance of war	4
the prince designs	4
the stygian state	4
the fault of	4
on your libyan	4
but all the	4
the plain in	4
in the listed	4
beneath their feet	4
the steeds of	4
of th infernal	4
but from his	4
the right and	4
the means of	4
a chosen train	4
from a rising	4
shone amid the	4
with vast surprise	4
ere yet the	4
with a sparkling	4
heaps of foes	4
on idas height	4
of the shore	4
when to his	4
what end of	4
from the distant	4
he rolls along	4
th arcadian king	4
forgetful of his	4
save the sinking	4
thus while she	4
but by the	4
who knows what	4
impatient of delay	4
and one for	4
and renew their	4
within the secret	4
blood th ausonian	4
shall be present	4
in the sun	4
curse the cause	4
with loads of	4
the rites of	4
within her veins	4
and the dark	4
seas by various	4
the distant shore	4
seemd to threat	4
heads on high	4
leader to the	4
a golden belt	4
can be made	4
warnd by my	4
the sacred fane	4
the cares of	4
their walls the	4
a foreign shore	4
his hand and	4
then from his	4
then shalt thou	4
his royal guest	4
the common gift	4
of thy own	4
grateful offrings on	4
fame thro the	4
above his head	4
round the wood	4
for sums of	4
various seas by	4
as she spoke	4
with a second	4
his hand upon	4
choir of nymphs	4
o ye gods	4
this let me	4
is added to	4
troy in ashes	4
not their own	4
shouts of sailors	4
the flood of	4
to the combat	4
time and place	4
among the ghosts	4
and falling tears	4
mother was a	4
with absolute command	4
took his aim	4
a chosen band	4
the trembling ground	4
assert your right	4
in vain for	4
thro the woods	4
deep in his	4
and mount the	4
from such a	4
on equal wings	4
now roofd with	4
on the bed	4
of the times	4
and makes the	4
storm of darts	4
the ghosts below	4
a sacred grove	4
their darts with	4
in glittring armour	4
offerd to the	4
foreign son is	4
wound for wound	4
but to the	4
th unusual sight	4
shouts of applause	4
by fates decree	4
with labring oars	4
with fear and	4
with a wood	4
his hollow temples	4
and with full	4
then from the	4
built by hands	4
in their hands	4
has made you	4
this only prayr	4
the phrygian shore	4
his back and	4
with cheerful words	4
anxious for her	4
in the forest	4
the shelter of	4
the happy souls	4
patron of his	4
a thousand ships	4
and gives the	4
and all those	4
raise a doleful	4
latium and the	4
in full career	4
to the straits	4
king of gods	4
so well designd	4
trail along the	4
rule the latian	4
the fatal arrow	4
haste to the	4
his dying body	4
as he flew	4
each committed crime	4
a mind so	4
my hand shall	4
and once again	4
the various labours	4
his mind to	4
the wretched sire	4
the goblets with	4
possessd of all	4
with patience hear	4
for the charge	4
the fields with	4
golden bowls with	4
and let me	4
the blood of	4
to pay my	4
my country gods	4
from afar her	4
th oenotrians held	4
a mortal wound	4
the liquid way	4
and leaves her	4
him when he	4
by my fate	4
lay extended on	4
the press appears	4
the gods permitted	4
by too severe	4
then with his	4
o sacred maid	4
the deadly stroke	4
and such their	4
not her own	4
thro the stormy	4
in a spacious	4
such is their	4
permit me to	4
in the dead	4
spread the ground	4
the latine troops	4
the flying weapon	4
remembrance of the	4
whom late the	4
with the blood	4
shoulders to the	4
they took their	4
but when she	4
the next in	4
swift as a	4
betwixt their horns	4
on his front	4
to thee alone	4
confusd the fight	4
the disdainful soul	4
cause of all	4
no female arts	4
the nurse of	4
the dark abodes	4
compassd round with	4
for what offence	4
the promisd bride	4
to learn the	4
in their ranks	4
war shall end	4
the steerage of	4
have i left	4
they stretch their	4
at his length	4
a load of	4
sleep and wine	4
let us go	4
from the first	4
and what he	4
and cries of	4
to mark the	4
faith you gave	4
shelter of the	4
as sure they	4
whose only sake	4
to her head	4
one common fate	4
are drunk with	4
thus he said	4
within their walls	4
rage possessd her	4
heavn so pleasd	4
of my woes	4
along the skies	4
time has made	4
his watry way	4
in fight to	4
him in a	4
the groans of	4
and for his	4
be mindful of	4
a marble tomb	4
with tedious war	4
not half so	4
swords and bucklers	4
that bore the	4
and the lofty	4
the daunian hero	4
the watry field	4
her rosy lips	4
and full of	4
invades his ears	4
little spot of	4
this day thou	4
fall from high	4
a tyrian colony	4
hear my pious	4
his form and	4
with their eyes	4
and sends him	4
the latian and	4
the sea their	4
with an empty	4
prospect of the	4
now like a	4
then cast his	4
oer our heads	4
twas dead of	4
the watry reign	4
equal in success	4
at the request	4
and send the	4
a mortal hand	4
along the strand	4
with rites divine	4
for what remains	4
in my way	4
rends her yellow	4
he seizd his	4
white her thirty	4
a spacious cave	4
the tops of	4
to junos powr	4
with anger and	4
to sea with	4
his troops without	4
i would gladly	4
borne by the	4
but with his	4
the sylvan shades	4
severe a fate	4
long sustaind the	4
in quest of	4
he rolls his	4
secure of death	4
and their rage	4
for the war	4
the bowls go	4
there lies our	4
or if a	4
the dardan dart	4
involvd in clouds	4
danger of the	4
the founder of	4
natures common gift	4
was his face	4
on the waves	4
sight of land	4
to force his	4
the trojan crew	4
and wound for	4
with speedy pace	4
and white her	4
the corps of	4
in air the	4
the dire abode	4
oer the rest	4
the broken wood	4
while yet he	4
the prize of	4
and those of	4
pole the forky	4
the throne with	4
his knees he	4
his father anchises	4
the celestial shield	4
the plates on	4
from the crystal	4
while the trojans	4
and made this	4
a lofty pile	4
groans of men	4
above their heads	4
around the walls	4
to the fatal	4
where his helmet	4
he sought his	4
and waving crest	4
various labours of	4
the fatal sword	4
fixd in earth	4
were his eyes	4
much better had	4
a pious race	4
turnus saw the	4
when he went	4
a part of	4
secure upon the	4
peace and war	4
in beauteous order	4
and skimmd along	4
possessd the porch	4
twas givn to	4
when turnus saw	4
of promisd aid	4
hands to heavn	4
the dark abode	4
approaches to the	4
peoples ears with	4
let him not	4
the king bespoke	4
the god began	4
with horror stood	4
by heavns command	4
to save thy	4
blacken all the	4
the covert of	4
among the rest	4
post of honour	4
summons all the	4
mind so mean	4
the steed of	4
too well i	4
secure of fate	4
wings the yielding	4
and the sacred	4
while the trojan	4
from the towr	4
with speed to	4
upon his body	4
round the listed	4
heard and saw	4
furrows in the	4
and mingled man	4
distinguishd from the	4
his ardent eyes	4
had been returnd	4
still in vain	4
with human gore	4
and thrice he	4
on a rising	4
the thin remainders	4
headlong from the	4
first in the	4
and hides the	4
the trophies of	4
the time when	4
the pointed spear	4
before the rest	4
the growing liver	4
he leaves his	4
i leave my	4
and ope the	4
unknowing of the	4
while thus he	4
of the wound	4
wife of jove	4
and secure from	4
i have found	4
less and less	4
an impious war	4
walls of troy	4
and furious with	4
at an end	4
in their loves	4
and thus she	4
my son to	4
they viewd the	4
night with sable	4
in a cave	4
fixd foundations of	4
what use of	4
provoke the war	4
the rocks of	4
the rising sun	4
they found the	4
haggard eyes around	4
to the wheels	4
on earth the	4
this only favour	4
the libyan main	4
nor can the	4
those who plow	4
like a rock	4
a frightful view	4
the bellowing noise	4
how to yield	4
spurns the yellow	4
some with darts	4
against the town	4
from the grove	4
on her breast	4
the greater part	4
rage of hunger	4
bed and throne	4
shall be seen	4
beneath the ground	4
to seek in	4
breast with fury	4
chains of love	4
o long expected	4
grovling on the	4
the foamy billows	4
let me speak	4
before the fight	4
thus her son	4
took th advantage	4
his anxious mind	4
the dire effects	4
to revenge his	4
in the hollow	4
your happy land	4
far beheld the	4
th ausonian state	4
the cyclops den	4
rolld along the	4
from the leaders	4
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the throne of	4
an empty cloud	4
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the trembling train	4
victorious from the	4
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the council hall	4
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news by fame	4
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the banks of	4
these holy rites	4
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trojan troops the	4
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beams and rafters	4
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triumphs of the	4
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him on a	4
involve the sky	4
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her yellow hair	4
past and present	4
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stress of weather	4
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my tender soul	4
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the town is	4
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his fathers ghost	4
in the well	4
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the king ordains	4
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shore to gain	4
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queen didos gift	4
victor to the	4
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pursue the ready	4
pangs of death	4
her heavnly limbs	4
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the flowr of	4
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of imperial rome	4
gods have sent	4
the fields around	4
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with her love	4
meet in arms	4
the gaping wound	4
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by these tears	4
stand to sea	4
his own hands	4
on the tyrrhene	4
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of hope bereft	4
our voyage to	4
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with glad surprise	4
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on the sands	4
me to these	4
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skins of beasts	4
the latian plains	4
beneath an oak	4
and shield prepare	4
the scaean gate	4
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now in vain	4
his shining falchion	4
all the latian	4
the sea gods	4
of his art	4
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its old foundations	4
the just reward	4
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the briny main	4
oenotrians held it	4
the pious hero	4
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at my command	4
age of gold	4
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their airy flight	4
my father and	4
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the same parts	4
oer the seas	4
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his bed and	4
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th ignoble crowd	4
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the starry skies	4
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the fields of	4
the sacred ground	4
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the trojan band	4
of the woods	4
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the surly boatman	4
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of the lycian	4
his plated shield	4
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the sacred hill	4
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his troops to	4
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fatal news by	4
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the purple morn	4
the daughter of	4
of inborn worth	4
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the fated land	4
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their native air	4
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him the fierce	4
founder of the	4
to his ghost	4
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on their shoulders	4