Book, Chapter

 1    1,  2|      answered he to me and said, O my friend Aristomenus, now
 2    1,  4|     towne. Then I spake and said O my friend Socrates you have
 3    1,  5|        with the Sponge and said, O sponge sprung and made of
 4    1,  5|          when I was out I cried, O sirrah Hostler where art
 5    1,  5|        the means to escape away? O Lord, at that time I remember
 6    1,  5|         bed profered me, I said, O bed, O bed, most dear to
 7    1,  5|      profered me, I said, O bed, O bed, most dear to me at
 8    1,  7|          and kissed mee, saying, O my deare friend Lucius,
 9    2,  8|           And moreover she sayd, O Lucius, I have nourished
10    2,  8|    reasoning thus with my selfe: O Lucius now take heed, be
11    2,  9|          Fotis merrily and sayd, O Fotis how trimmely you can
12    2,  9|        no not her owne Vulcanus.~O how well doth a faire colour
13    2,  9|    rolling eyes upon me, saying, O Scholler, thou hast tasted
14    2, 10|          he was doing, and sayd, O deare friend you are heartily
15    2, 10|        great impatiencie I sayd, O my sweet heart take pitty
16    2, 11|          cried out in this sort, O masters, I pray you by the
17    2, 11|         hands and knees, saying, O priest have mercy, have
18    3, 13|        he answered for himselfe.~O most reverend and just Judges,
19    3, 14|        cried out in this manner: O right Judges, we pray by
20    3, 14|        uncovered the bodies: but O good Lord what a strange
21    3, 14|        mee in this sort, saying, O Lucius, we are advertised
22    3, 15|          world. Then (quoth she) O my Lucius, how willing would
23    3, 16|        me some of this oyntment. O Fotis I pray thee by thy
24    3, 17|          of the Emperor and say, O Cesar, and cried out aloud
25    3, 17|       Cesar, and cried out aloud O, but Cesar I could in no
26    4, 19|      desired him in this manner: O sir I pray you cast not
27    4, 20|         them all in this manner: O great and extreame mischance,
28    4, 21|        now am I out of all hope, O give me a knife to kill
29    4, 21|        kissed her hand and said, O mother take pitty upon me
30    4, 22|          and his ears) and sayd, O my sweet Spowse and dear
31    4, 22|          are ready to slay thee. O with what force are we assailed
32    4, 22|         we assailed on this day! O sweet Psyches I pray thee
33    4, 22|     sighed sorrowfully and said, O deare husband this long
34    4, 22|        she gave them, they said, O deare sister Psyches, know
35    4, 22|      more a child, but a mother: O what great joy beare you
36    4, 22|     length gan say in this sort: O my most deare sisters, I
37    4, 22|       right shoulder of the god. O rash and bold lampe, the
38    4, 22|         unto her in this manner: O simple Psyches, consider
39    4, 22|        pacific her in this sort: O faire maid, I am a rusticke
40    4, 22|          a vaine hope shee cried O Cupid take me a more worthy
41    4, 22|         out a far off, and said, O Psyches needfull of mercy,
42    4, 22|          desired pardon, saying, O great and holy Goddesse,
43    4, 22|           gan pray in this sort: O deere spouse and sister
44    4, 22|     execution her words, saying: O my Brother, borne in Arcadia,
45    4, 22|       with a loud voyce, saying: O wicked harlot as thou art,
46    4, 22| scratched her right eare saying, O goddesse, goddesse, you
47    4, 22|         tune and melody gan say, O Psyches I pray thee not
48    4, 22|           and said unto Psyches, O simple woman without all
49    4, 22|           spake unto her saying, O poore miser, why goest thou
50    4, 22|       one of his arrows, saying: O wretched Caitife, behold
51    4, 22|          gan say in this manner: O my well beloved sonne, although
52    4, 22|          to speake in this sort: O yee gods, registred in the
53    4, 23|          to the heavens, saying: O soveraigne Gods, deliver
54    5, 26|    thereat) thought in my selfe: O wretched Maid, thou hast
55    5, 27|       commandement of my master. O how I leaped for joy, how
56    5, 29|        at my present danger, but O how greatly did I then repent
57    5, 30|      backe resisted them saying, O Lord masters, what intend
58    5, 31| malefactors accustome to do. But O good Lord, thou cursed beast,
59    6, 32|       house of Charites, saying: O yee house-keepers, shepheards
60    6, 32|        come to Charites and say: O what a losse have I had
61    6, 32|          my companion Lepolemus? O Charites comfort your selfe,
62    6, 32|     appeared to Charites saying, O my sweet wife (which no
63    6, 32|       with a lowd voice, saying: o yee dead spirites whom I
64    6, 36|        and spake merrily saying, O master Asse, you are very
65    6, 36|        to utter my mind and say, O masters, but I could pronounce
66    6, 36|        more but the first letter O, which I roared out so valiantly,
67    6, 36|          of his purpose, saying, O husband, are you out of
68    7, 38|          Candels which we spend. O how much more happy is my
69    7, 39|        drinke while I looked on.~O good Lord what a sort of
70    7, 41|  committed, but I must run away: O harlot as she is, how hath
71    7, 42|      house perceiving her, said: O good and profitable pullet
72    8, 44|   against the young man, saying: O yee judges, on a day when
73    8, 45|          and went to the bains: (O Lord) how I would fill my
74    9, 47|       puissant Goddesse, saying: O blessed Queene of heaven,
75    9, 47|     voice, gan say in this sort: O my friend Lucius, after
76    9, 48|           he began first to say: O Lucius now know I well that
77    9, 48|       began to say in this sort: O holy and blessed dame, the