Book, Chapter

1    3, 14|     her came an old woman in ragged robes, crying and howling
2    4, 19|  treasure, and went daily in ragged and torn apparel. Wherefore
3    4, 19|  cast not away such torn and ragged clouts into my neighbours
4    5, 24|    my vertue and prowesse by ragged clothes, for I have beene
5    7, 39| onely hidden: some wore such ragged clouts, that you might perceive
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