Book, Chapter

 1    1,  5|   thought with my selfe, What a mad man am I, that being overcome
 2    4, 21|        again like a furious and mad woman, and beat her breast
 3    5, 29|     wantonnesse have beene most mad and terrible, but (when
 4    5, 31|        by the sticke, which his mad mother Althea cast into
 5    6, 32|     such pitifull tydings, as a mad and raging woman, ran up
 6    6, 32| throughout all the Citie like a mad woman towards the Sepulchre
 7    6, 36|         to leap upon him like a mad Asse, to the intent he should
 8    6, 36|  mightie axes, and dancing like mad persons. After that we had
 9    6, 36|    thither, as though they were mad. They made a thousand gestures
10    6, 36|         whom there was one more mad then the rest, that let
11    7, 37|       would know whether I were mad or no, for if I did drinke
12    7, 37|      good part, disproved their mad presumption, by my meeke
13    8, 46|       woman, like one that were mad, and possessed with some