Book, Chapter

1    2,  9|         Fotis mincing of meat and making pottage for her master and
2    2,  9|           in stirring the pot and making the bed can so finely shake
3    4, 19| exceedingly, laughing, crying and making much noyse, that I thought
4    4, 19|        Chriseros being awake, and making no noise came softly to
5    4, 21|           kissing me sweetly, and making me a parent for Children,
6    4, 22|    sparrowes flew chirping about, making signe of joy, and all other
7    7, 41|          she were naked together, making sacrifice unto the Goddesse
8    8, 46|   garlands and loose flowers, and making great honor to the goddesse