Book, Chapter

1    1,  5|      upon my bed, and so put my neck into it, and leaped from
2    3, 15| embracing me lovingly about the neck with both her armes, spake
3    3, 17|        could, stretching out my neck, and with my lips coveting
4    4, 22|  yeelded out a sweet savor, his neck more white than milk, his
5    9, 47|         and scattered about her neck, on the crowne of her head
6    9, 47|       hands returned againe, my neck grew short, my head and
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