Book, Chapter

 1    1,  5|        night, have dreamed such terrible things? Behold I see Socrates
 2    1,  5|      fear, and remembring those terrible furies of whom I lately
 3    3, 13|  accuser finished and ended his terrible tale. Then the Crier commanded
 4    3, 13|       But when those cruell and terrible men would in no case run
 5    4, 22|        thou goe not towards the terrible sheepe of this coast, untill
 6    5, 29|         have beene most mad and terrible, but (when they were gelded
 7    5, 30|         I would escape from the terrible Beare, but especially from
 8    6, 32| servants, began to declare many terrible things that had happened
 9    6, 33|   reason of the great number of terrible Wolves which were in the
10    6, 34|     newes, saying that he saw a terrible Dragon eating and devouring
11    7, 42|       away, the more cruell and terrible were the dogges. It fortuned
12    8, 46|         throwing her fierce and terrible eyes upon Paris and promising