Book, Chapter

1    2,  9|       turned the meat with her fair and white hands, in such
2    3, 15|       she loveth one Boetian a fair and beautiful person, on
3    4, 19|       mee a river running with fair water, and I said to myself,
4    4, 21|       that country, who was so fair and beautiful, that though
5    4, 21| comfort in this sort, Weep not fair gentlewoman we pray you,
6    4, 22|      three daughters exceeding fair: of whom the two elder were
7    9, 47|        with certaine prayers a fair ship made very cunningly,
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