Book, Chapter

 1    3, 13|   divine Audacity, at length I gan say, Verily I know that
 2    3, 15|       face and frowning looke, gan speak in this sort, Verily
 3    4, 19|      and scantly able to speak gan say, Behold my puissant
 4    4, 22|        a third word, at length gan say in this sort: O my most
 5    4, 22|   armed with fire and weapons, gan say, How darest thou be
 6    4, 22|         and wiping her teares, gan pray in this sort: O deere
 7    4, 22|  espied what Psyches had done, gan say, This is not the labour
 8    4, 22|       gratious tune and melody gan say, O Psyches I pray thee
 9    4, 22|     had eftsoone embraced him, gan say in this manner: O my
10    4, 23|      had known us, one of them gan say, Whither goe you so
11    5, 29|      another of the shepheards gan say, Verely it is a great
12    6, 32| middest of his earnest desires gan say, Thrasillus you shall
13    7, 39|       laughing out the matter, gan say: Is it reason masters
14    7, 41|      tale when the Bakers wife gan say: Verily she is blessed
15    8, 44| torments did nothing prevaile, gan say: I cannot suffer or
16    9, 47|      sweete and benigne voice, gan say in this sort: O my friend