Book, Chapter

1    1,  2| espy my companion Socrates sitting upon the ground, covered
2    1,  6|   did, whereas I found him sitting upon a little bed, going
3    2, 11| inchantments. Then another sitting at the table spake and sayd,
4    3, 15| yester night, this Boetian sitting at the Barbers a polling,
5    4, 22|    but the virgin Psyches, sitting alone at home, lamented
6    4, 22| Then Pan the rusticall god sitting on the river side, embracing
7    5, 27|    virgin in great triumph sitting upon an Asse. Then I (willing
8    6, 36| compassed him round about, sitting at the table, and abused
9    9, 48|    left in my chamber, and sitting in my seate, recited to