Book, Chapter

1    1,  2|      anointed, wiped, and the filthy scurfe of his body to be
2    1,  5|    Clense thy selfe from this filthy odour, and then he began
3    2,  8|      if any accord not to her filthy desire, or if they seeme
4    4, 22|  hands with the corruption of filthy clouts, not using my self
5    5, 27|   before me at night a little filthy branne, nothing cleane but
6    6, 32|  nourish his odious love with filthy delight. Howbeit Charites
7    6, 36|     grated my gummes with his filthy fingers, I bit them cleane
8    7, 40| niggish, covetous, riotous in filthy expenses, and an enemy to