Book, Chapter

1    2, 11|     by morsels the flesh and faces of dead men, and thereby
2    4, 18|      I all besprinkled their faces with my liquid dung, and
3    4, 21| weapons, and disguised their faces with visards, they departed.
4    4, 22|     yours? Why soyle ye your faces with teares, which I ought
5    5, 29|       but he will bite their faces cruelly, which thing may
6    6, 36|      colours, having painted faces, mitres on their heads,
7    7, 39|     dust: And some had their faces all mealy. But how should