Book, Chapter

 1    1,  5|       yet shouldest thou have cried for help; Wouldst thou suffer
 2    1,  5|   keyes. And when I was out I cried, O sirrah Hostler where
 3    2, 11|    with deepe sighes and sobs cried out in this sort, O masters,
 4    2, 11|      thing seemed to be true) cried out, Burne her, burne her,
 5    3, 14|     covered on the Beere, and cried out in this manner: O right
 6    3, 15| Witches and Enchantresses, he cried out and said, Wil you never
 7    3, 16|      became an Owle. Then she cried and screeched like a bird
 8    3, 17|       espied me in such sort, cried out, Alas poore wretch that
 9    3, 17| Emperor and say, O Cesar, and cried out aloud O, but Cesar I
10    4, 18|       her husband halfe dead, cried and howled in pittifull
11    4, 18|     her noise came forth, and cried for dogs to teare me down.
12    4, 21|   head betwixt her knees, and cried pittiously. Then they called
13    4, 21|     live any longer? Thus she cried and lamented, and after
14    4, 22|     was set on the rocke, and cried with a loud voyce in such
15    4, 22|  brought in a vaine hope shee cried O Cupid take me a more worthy
16    4, 22|   Then Venus with indignation cried out, What is it she? the
17    4, 22|       curious in her chapell, cried out a far off, and said,
18    4, 22|     out, who espying Psyches, cried with a loud voyce, saying:
19    5, 24|      the first word, never, I cried out once or twise, somewhat
20    5, 24|       remaining in one voice, cried, Never, never, never, howbeit