Book, Chapter

1    1,  5|     the other, Behold sister Panthia, this is my deare and sweet
2    1,  5|    the bed, and shewed me to Panthia. This is hee, quoth she,
3    1,  5| rattle and shake. Then spake Panthia unto Meroe and said, Sister
4    1,  5|      gave up the ghost. Then Panthia stopped up the wide wound
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