Part,  Chapter

 1    I,  I  |       and which flowed like a wave from his thought to his
 2    I,  I  |       the painter’s studio, a wave of joy, warm and penetrating,
 3    I,  III|       As soon as the sonorous wave from the instruments reached
 4    I,  IV |    almost engulfed by a great wave. A bishop of the early Church
 5    I,  IV |       to embrace you!”~A warm wave of emotion swept over her,
 6    I,  IV |     paths like a moving black wave. The marbles rose from this
 7   II,  II |  herself swept away on a deep wave of melancholy into which
 8   II,  II |    little openings, where the wave of moonlight descended as
 9   II,  III|       exclamation sent a warm wave of happiness through her
10   II,  V  | therein, among that yellowish wave of papers spotted by red
11   II,  V  |     new and youthful ardor, a wave of irresistible tenderness
12   II,  VI |       limpid air we breathe a wave of sound to which we listen.~
13   II,  VI |        from this moment, by a wave of unimaginable agony that