Book, Chapter

 1       1, VII   |         to try, by struggling as hard as I could, to harm them
 2       3, IX    |       when suitable reserves for hard times are provided, we cannot
 3       4, IV    |     alive and absent. I became a hard riddle to myself, and I
 4       6, XVI   |       and belly - but the bed is hard, and thou alone givest it
 5       7, V     |          called it “a chain” - a hard bondage held me in slavery.
 6       8, VIII  |      from another woman’s soul a hard and bitter insult, like
 7       9, VIII  |      there is brought in what is hard or soft, hot or cold, smooth
 8       9, XVI   |  troublesome field that requires hard labor and heavy sweat. For
 9       9, XXVIII|    because adversity itself is a hard thing to bear and makes
10       9, XXXV  |       see how it tastes, see how hard it is.” Thus, as we said
11       9, XXXVI |         true blessedness presses hard upon us, scattering everywhere
12      10, XXII  | undertaken to understand it, and hard labor is my lot until thou