Book, Chapter

 1       1, VII   |       for food suitable to my condition - I should be most justly
 2       1, XIII  |       in this way. For my own condition I shed no tears, though
 3       6, VI    |    the slave, the yoke of his condition being still unrelaxed, continued
 4       6, VI    | origin, the abjectness of his condition, and everything else different
 5       7, XI    |       not fall back to my old condition, but stood aside for a moment
 6       8, III   |    him to a faith fit for his condition (that is, to his being married).
 7       8, IX    | always being mindful of their condition, they ought not to set themselves
 8       8, XII   |    and destiny of our natural condition must of necessity happen.
 9       9, XXXIII|       singing. See now what a condition I am in! Weep with me, and
10      11, VI    |     something like a formless condition, though not actual nothingness.462~