Book, Chapter

1    3, 15|    faith (quoth I), this most pestilent and evill favoured whip
2    4, 22| should swel so big. But those pestilent and wicked furies breathing
3    6, 34|      fly from this desart and pestilent Country.~
4    7, 37|      as they thought that the pestilent rage of madnesse had killed
5    7, 40|     but his wife was the most pestilent woman in all the world,
6    7, 41|     him to tarry at home, the pestilent avarice of gold egged him
7    8, 44|     hee got him away from the pestilent sight of his stepdame. And
8    8, 46|      and was strucken with so pestilent fury of bitter anguish,