Book, Chapter

1    4, 19|    of staves, and my worne hooves, I was so weary that I could
2    6, 36|  this slow jade with worne hooves, good for nothing but to
3    7, 39| broken with beating, their hooves were battered broad with
4    9, 47| waxed soft and tender, the hooves of my feet changed into
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