Book, Chapter

1    2,  9|        bald, shee could in no wise please, no not her owne Vulcanus.~
2    2, 10|         that thou mayst the better please me, undresse thy haire and
3    2, 11|        laughing or merry matter to please of satisfy Risus withall.
4    4, 22|         this second labour did not please her, nor give her sufficient
5    4, 22|     thereof to garnish my face, to please my love withall? And by
6    6, 36|           thou maist long live and please my Master well, to the end
7    8, 46| understanding the whole matter (to please and gratify his mother)
8    9, 47|         Grant peace and rest if it please thee to my adversities,