Book, Chapter

 1    1,  3|    lighten the deepe darknesse of hell. Then sayd I unto Socrates,
 2    1,  5|           and me thought I saw at hell gate the Dog Cerberus ready
 3    2,  8|          into the deep bottome of hell, and reduce all the whole
 4    2, 10|         her as upon the furies of hell, but I eftsoones turning
 5    2, 11|        the soule of this man from hell, and to revive his body
 6    4, 20|        and ravenous mouths of the hell hounds, so tooke hee in
 7    4, 22|           art now in the golfe of hell, and shalt abide the paine
 8    4, 22|        more. Take this box and to Hell to Proserpina, and desire
 9    4, 22|           the gulfe and furies of hell. Wherefore without any further
10    4, 22|          next and readiest way to hell) but the tower (as inspired)
11    4, 22|           thou shalt surely go to hell, but never to returne againe,
12    4, 22|      shalt find a hold leading to hell, even to the Pallace of
13    4, 22|        shalt come unto a river of hell, whereas Charon is ferriman,
14    4, 22|   mountaine Tenarus to go towards hell. After that Psyches had
15    4, 22|         Psyches was returned from hell, to the light of the world,
16    4, 23|          thou goe so willingly to hell? Why wilt thou runne into
17    7, 41| inchantment he was descended into hell, which caused her to thinke
18    9, 47|         Seas, and the silences of hell be diposed; my name, my
19    9, 47|           when thou descendest to Hell, where thou shalt see me
20    9, 48|           I approached neere unto Hell, even to the gates of Proserpina,
21    9, 48|       treadest downe the power of hell: By thy meane the times