Book, Chapter

 1    2,  8|     nosethrils, their grinning teeth in such sort that you would
 2    2,  9|     trimmely tuft out with the teeth of a fine combe, which if
 3    3, 15|   slaine and the jaw bones and teeth of willed beasts, then she
 4    5, 27|   shewing his sharpe and white teeth bit me on every side. In
 5    5, 31|        and teare them with thy teeth? Couldest not thou (that
 6    6, 32|        the mouth, grinding his teeth, and looking direfully with
 7    6, 32|     tare and rent him with his teeth. Howbeit, Thrasillus was
 8    6, 32|       for a wound of the Boars teeth, then he killed the beast
 9    6, 32|     were not the wounds of the teeth of the Boare, but the speare
10    6, 33|    side, tearing us with their teeth, in such sort that they
11    7, 37|        venyme of his poysonous teeth became madde likewise. Which
12    7, 42|       him in peeces with their teeth, whereby he was compelled
13    8, 44|     Ibis head and grinding his teeth, whereby there was no person
14    8, 45|  dainty meats, and to grind my teeth upon hard hay. In this sort
15    8, 46|      monstrous mouth and stony teeth, or how she, who was young
16    8, 46| falling lips, and grinding her teeth together, she fell downe
17    9, 47|    little, my great and stonie teeth waxed lesse like the teeth
18    9, 47|     teeth waxed lesse like the teeth of men, and my tayle which