Book, Chapter

1    2, 11|    for I have here my sword, wherby I hope to defend my selfe.~
2    4, 19|    stone and burst his ribs, wherby he vomited and spewed great
3    4, 22|   she might see her sisters, wherby she might speak with them
4    4, 22|      her Joy and her Solace. Wherby she enforced him to agree
5    4, 22|    torne amongst the rockes, wherby she was made prey unto the
6    4, 22|      use to ryot in the sea: wherby they say that they are flow
7    7, 40|      had a God by her selfe, wherby she deceived all men, but
8    8, 45|     and a little of another, wherby no man distrusted me. In
9    9, 47| restoration to humane shape, wherby they should gather or conceive