Book, Chapter

 1     1, 18-28|          that he might in a far country waste in riotous living
 2     4, 4-9  |     beheld was death. My native country was a torment to me, and
 3     4, 7-12 |        And yet I fled out of my country; for so should mine eyes
 4     4, 17-30|   wandered from Thee into a far country, to spend it upon harlotries.
 5     5, 6-10 | unadorned phrases as courtly or country vessels; either kind of
 6     6, 10-17|      who having left his native country near Carthage, yea and Carthage
 7     7, 20-26|        to dwell in the beatific country. For had I first been formed
 8     9, 6-14 |         in my name, we left the country and returned to Milan. It
 9     9, 11-28|      desire of dying in her own country. I heard afterwards also,
10    10, 35-56|        and by our pure and holy country, Jerusalem, that as any
11    12, 11-13|         no time went into a far country, although it be not coeternal
12    12, 16-23|        towards it, Jerusalem my country, Jerusalem my mother, and