Book, Chapter

 1    1,  5|  Socrates on the other side and thrust her sword up to the hilts
 2    1,  5|         accustomed to make, she thrust her hand down into the intrals
 3    1,  5|    those Hagges had embrued me, thrust me away and sayd, Clense
 4    1,  5|      espy the place where Meroe thrust in her sword: but when I
 5    3, 12|       upon the Images, and some thrust their heads through the
 6    3, 14| commandement of the Judges, and thrust me forward to do the same.
 7    3, 16|       my garments, and greedily thrust my hand into the box, and
 8    4, 19|         own strength and force, thrust in his had through a hole
 9    4, 19|     tooke him by the heeles and thrust him out headlong, and so
10    4, 20|        speare in his hand, that thrust him cleane through, and
11    4, 22|        ended she her words, and thrust her selfe among the people
12    5, 31|         brought a firebrand and thrust it under my taile, burning
13    6, 32|   desired his friendly help, he thrust Lepolemus through the right
14    6, 36|       conject, for if you would thrust your nose in his taile you
15    6, 36|       but the greedie whoresons thrust all into their sacke, which
16    7, 39|       they being old and weake, thrust their heads into the manger:
17    7, 41|        she caught her lover and thrust him into the bin where she
18    7, 41|      ran into a corner, and she thrust him into a mow made with
19    7, 42|  mischiefes, tooke a speare and thrust it cleane through the body:
20    8, 46|         a burning firebrand and thrust it into her secret place,
21    9, 47|       and holding out his hand, thrust out the garland of roses