Book,  Chapter

 1      I,  II  |       a noble Lombard, was in love with one of her maids, she
 2      I,  II  |     put them to death for the love they bore to Alboin, they
 3     II,  VIII|     tasted of its charms, and love it only from remembrance
 4     II,  VIII|   inspire them with fear than love. Nor was his person less
 5    III,  I   |    number of citizens, out of love to their country, assembled
 6    III,  I   |      no other motive than the love of our country, would most
 7    III,  III | feelings of humanity and some love of their country, we willingly
 8    III,  VI  |     many seek to destroy. The love of my country made me take
 9    III,  VII |       lived so as to gain the love of the Florentines; but
10     IV,  II  |      liberty; for they do not love her; but to aggrandize their
11      V,  II  |      he would be compelled to love and caress, nay even to
12      V,  II  |   that state alone merits the love of all her citizens, which
13      V,  IV  |     and it is impossible that love or hatred, strengthened
14      V,  VII |    much gratified; and out of love to those ancestors of whom
15   VIII,  II  |    what promptitude, anxiety, love, and unanimity of the whole
16   VIII,  VI  |    fresh troubles than by his love of peace, for he perceived