Book, Chapter

 1     4, 4-8  |    he was able, for I never left him, and we hung but too
 2     4, 5-10 |      we should have no hope left. Whence then is sweet fruit
 3     4, 12-19|    not be long with us, yet left us not; for He departed
 4     5, 14-24|   that empty care alone was left me, despairing of a way,
 5     6, 10-17|  Nebridius also, who having left his native country near
 6     7, 5-7  | formed, and ordered it, yet left something in it which He
 7     9, 2-4  |    this heavy business, had left me, and I remained alone,
 8     9, 6-14 |  was to give in my name, we left the country and returned
 9    10, 9-16 |     taken in the image, and left out the thing, or that it
10    11, 18-23|     have through the senses left as traces in the mind. Thus
11    11, 24-31|   it began to move until it left off? And if I did not see
12    11, 27-34| sounds; seeing when it hath left sounding, it will then be
13    11, 27-34|   then be past, and nothing left to be measured; let us measure
14    11, 27-34|   began in, unto the end it left in. For the very space between