Book, Chapter

 1    1,  3|     of triall of weapons, am fallen into these miseries and
 2    1,  5| being then without life, had fallen into the river, had not
 3    4, 19|     throw out after, was not fallen downe to his fellowes, but
 4    4, 22|    of so great an enterprise fallen out of her hand. And when
 5    6, 32|   she somewhat refreshed her fallen members with refection of
 6    6, 34|     that flew before him, is fallen into a ditch hereby, and
 7    6, 34|    in what ditch the boy was fallen: Mary (quod he) yonder,
 8    7, 41|     for me poore miser, I am fallen into the hands of a coward,
 9    8, 45|   right glad in that wee are fallen into communication of the
10    9, 48|      to depart, before I had fallen prostrate before the face