| 1 | 0–61 | 485 | unassigned | | As in the vaults of this big-bellied earth, Are dungeons, whips, and flames, for wicked Ghosts; So fair Elysia… |
| 2 | 62–120 | 462 | unassigned | | Bandy no more these private Frowns; but haste, Fly to your parties, and enrage their minds: Till at the period… |
| 3 | 121–181 | 448 | unassigned | | Thus much I know, Great Caesar, that they lent Their secret aid unto the neighbour Gaules; Fostering their fug… |
| 4 | 182–243 | 489 | T2 Roman politics: senate, consuls and civi | 0.74 | All thanks I render: your will shall guide ours, With treble-twisted love we'll strive to make One Soul inform… |
| 5 | 244–311 | 490 | unassigned | | ay, falling Stars. False Echo, don't blaspheme that glorious sex, Whose beauteous rays can strike rash gazers … |
| 6 | 312–408 | 472 | unassigned | | Your words are earwigs to my vexed brain Like henbane juice, or Aconite diffused They strike me senseless. My … |
| 7 | 409–481 | 485 | T2 Roman politics: senate, consuls and civi | 0.75 | Thus spend we time in laughter, While peace and spring do smile: But I hear a sound of slaughter, Draw nearer … |
| 8 | 482–550 | 470 | unassigned | | Then Friends and Princes on this Blade take oath: First to your Country, to revenge her wrongs: And next to me… |
| 9 | 551–611 | 464 | unassigned | | Your Servant to Command, and then Reward. we'll draw thee Meteor-like by our warm favour Unto the roof and fee… |
| 10 | 612–667 | 465 | T7 The Trojan war: conflict and its afterma | 0.77 | The gods foretold these mischiefs long ago, In Eldells reign, The Earth and Sky were filled With prodigies, st… |
| 11 | 668–737 | 523 | T2 Roman politics: senate, consuls and civi | 0.75 | I grieve to draw my sword against the stock Of thrice-renowned Troy: But they are rude, And must be frighted, … |
| 12 | 738–816 | 480 | unassigned | | we'll now invite them to a martial Feast, Carving with falchions, and carousing healths In their life's moistu… |
| 13 | 817–881 | 489 | T12 Olympian gods: Jupiter, Juno, Venus and | 0.78 | By the vervain, &c. we'll praise, we'll praise, we'll praise. Fix, holy Brother, now your prayers on One, Brit… |
| 14 | 882–961 | 487 | T2 Roman politics: senate, consuls and civi | 0.67 | Iulius, stay here: Thy friend Camillus speaks. O thou Preserver of our present Race, Our City's Second founder… |
| 15 | 962–1023 | 475 | unassigned | | Brother, Advance. On this side, I'll lead up The new-come Succours of the Scots and Picts. What, still fresh S… |
| 16 | 1024–1098 | 545 | unassigned | | Stay, stay. Thou art at home: here's Campus Martius. The Britain's sought-for see thy frighted back: Return, a… |
| 17 | 1099–1166 | 500 | unassigned | | But where's the Answer which her Idol gave: Can you expound the sense? Dread Sovereign, Thus runs the Oracle: … |
| 18 | 1167–1238 | 539 | unassigned | | Yes noble Nennius, scattered on the shore Thick lay the Latins, and the glutted stream Spews up her dead, whom… |
| 19 | 1239–1293 | 440 | unassigned | | And let me speak. Why: Landora loves not you, but me in you. But I in you enjoy Landora's love. But she enjoys… |
| 20 | 1294–1362 | 493 | T7 The Trojan war: conflict and its afterma | 0.74 | Set down that heavy load with heavier hearts. Could virtuous valour, honourable thoughts, A noble scorn of For… |
| 21 | 1363–1429 | 481 | T1 Death, grief and revenge | 0.76 | 'twas foully played. You lie, 'twas fairly hit. I'll give a quittance. Do your worst, vain braggart. Oh, I am … |
| 22 | 1430–1501 | 498 | unassigned | | I do confess, You may complain aloud, And tear the Element with a dolorous note: Call down Astraea from her cr… |
| 23 | 1502–1572 | 494 | unassigned | | Gang ye lads and lasses, Sa wimble and sa wight: Fewle mickle teen betide ye, If ye lig in this plight. be bon… |
| 24 | 1573–1633 | 454 | unassigned | | Now Volusene: Our glorious state, like the noon-pointed Sun, When he bestrides the lion's flaming fleece, Doth… |
| 25 | 1634–1696 | 479 | unassigned | | Rising from shore Conjecture might descry A thousand Ships with painted prowess, to pave The briny fields of N… |
| 26 | 1697–1758 | 478 | unassigned | | Your will commands, and mine obeys. The coast is clear. Our honour is the Goal. In vain doth Tagus yellow sand… |
| 27 | 1759–1823 | 495 | T7 The Trojan war: conflict and its afterma | 0.80 | What diuell-Cacus drags our Fortune back? Doth She move retrograde? and hoist us up. That we may fall at heigh… |
| 28 | 1824–1904 | 507 | T1 Death, grief and revenge | 0.74 | O my presaging thoughts in ugly form Suggest some Tragedy. Speak: yet stay a while: I know thou killest with s… |
| 29 | 1905–1977 | 491 | T2 Roman politics: senate, consuls and civi | 0.76 | Not far hence Verolam lies, his chiefest fort, By nature guarded round with woods and fens, By Art enclosed wi… |
| 30 | 1978–2044 | 494 | unassigned | | Whilst we here bid the base. four thousand charioteers, (Such as did glide upon the Phrygian Plains, And wheel… |
| 31 | 2045–2108 | 489 | T7 The Trojan war: conflict and its afterma | 0.80 | Thinking it Heaven in hell: Behold my pangs, Pity my dying groans, and be more soft. O may our shadows mingle;… |
| 32 | 2109–2172 | 494 | unassigned | | No mediator is so fit as Comius: And here's the man. Do not the dangers which environ you, Call for a good con… |
| 33 | 2173–2240 | 488 | unassigned | | And by that kiss May I transfuse my soul, or quite expire? Brother's have often for a kingdom fought: We striv… |
| 34 | 2241–2308 | 491 | unassigned | | Since the great guide of all, Olympus King, Will have the Romans his Viceroys on earth: Since the red fatal ey… |