Book, Chapter

 1    1,  2|   not willing to see him any longer in such great miserie and
 2    2,  9|   desire, and it shall be no longer delayed than until night,
 3    4, 21|   can I poore wench live any longer, that am come of so good
 4    4, 21|   from weeping, and live any longer? Thus she cried and lamented,
 5    5, 29|      would not drive mee any longer to the hill for wood, saying:
 6    6, 32|     not able to refraine any longer, before Charites had asswaged
 7    6, 36| length (unable to endure any longer) when one came with a stinking
 8    7, 39|   was not able to endure any longer, they tooke off my harnesse,
 9    8, 46|     not minding to delay any longer the pleasure of their Mistresse
10    9, 48|      proper will I abstained longer then I was commanded: and
11    9, 48|     not that I should be any longer of the number of his Priests,