Book, Chapter

1    4, 22|     may possibly do. Take a sharpe razor and put it under the
2    4, 22|    hast thy hands ready and sharpe. Thou hast often offended
3    4, 22|     and furious, with their sharpe hornes, their stony foreheads
4    4, 23|  thee? seest thou not these sharpe and pointed flints which
5    5, 27|   his eares and shewing his sharpe and white teeth bit me on
6    5, 28|     torne and worne away by sharpe flintes, but he beat me
7    6, 36|   went to the whetstone, to sharpe his tooles accordingly.~
8    7, 42| when Winter approached with sharpe haile, raine and frosts,
9    7, 42|    unable to passe upon the sharpe ice, and frosty mire, neither