Book, Chapter

 1    1,  5|    scarce touched the water with lips, when as behold the wound
 2    2, 11|        eares without scarre, his lips untouched, and his chin
 3    3, 17| monstrous, my nosthrils wide, my lips hanging downe, and myne
 4    3, 17|         upon her with my hanging lips and watery eyes. Who as
 5    3, 17|         out my neck, and with my lips coveting to snatch some
 6    3, 17|         and neerer: and while my lips watered upon them, I thought
 7    5, 24|     howbeit I settled my hanging lips as round as I could to speake
 8    8, 45|       not long, but gathering my lips together, supped up all
 9    8, 46|       her soft, pretty and ruddy lips, with my monstrous mouth
10    8, 46|         when opening her falling lips, and grinding her teeth