Book, Chapter

1    4, 18|       was I so intangled with unhappy fortune that I little esteemed
2    4, 21|  publique places. And when my unhappy mother pampered me in her
3    4, 21| behold my good mother, now my unhappy fortune is renewed and encreased:
4    4, 22|    his wife the miserable and unhappy fate of his daughter. Then
5    4, 22|   this sort: Why torment your unhappy age with continuall dolour?
6    4, 22|    eyes and hands of his most unhappy wife. But Psyches fortuned
7    4, 23|     selfe: What wilt thou doe unhappy maiden? Why wouldst thou
8    8, 44| discovered the fact: Then the unhappy father was stroken with