Book, Chapter

 1     1, 14-23|      was he bitter to my boyish taste. And so I suppose would
 2     2, 4-9  | tempting neither for colour nor taste. To shake and rob this,
 3     3, 6-10 |      for Thou didst not in them taste to me as Thou art; for Thou
 4     4, 16-26|         from Thee, that I might taste of death: for thou resistest
 5     6, 2-2  |    which for courtesy she would taste. And if there were many
 6     6, 4-5  |        me as an infant), had no taste for infantine conceits;
 7    10, 9-16 |        in the belly hath now no taste, and yet in the memory still
 8    10, 10-17|         they passed by us." The taste says, "Unless they have
 9    10, 12-19|  neither colour, nor sound, nor taste, nor smell, nor touch. I
10    10, 14-21|       may be stowed, but cannot taste. Ridiculous it is to imagine
11    10, 14-22|    disputer, thus recollecting, taste in the mouth of his musing
12    10, 21-30|         sense see, hear, smell, taste, or touch my joy; but I
13    10, 35-54|       or smell how it glows, or taste how it shines, or feel how