Letter

 1 Introd  |       sluggish virtue of base souls, who, in their superstitious
 2 Introd  |   richer and more resourceful souls, to reconcile being a man
 3 XXVI    |        How we keep these dead souls in our hearts. Each one
 4 CLXXII  |       will become of the weak souls?~As for me, my heart is
 5 CXCVII  |  sweet, generous and timorous souls, who in this terrible moment
 6 CXCVII  |      the struggle.~These good souls have to make an effort to
 7 CXCVII  |   doubt that there are greedy souls, idiots, and vain persons
 8 CCIII   |       600. I begged from kind souls. They sent me what was necessary,
 9 CCXXXVI |       seen the depth of their souls, I should say the bottom
10 CCXLV   |        who have very plebeian souls.~Adieu, dear good master.
11 CCLII   |    loved by two or three good souls? Don’t you love me too,
12 CCLXXXVI|      takes away half of their souls from slaves, but who leaves
13 CCCII   | destroyed. Other stars, other souls will pass over their bodies,