Metre/Prose,  page

 1 mI,    4   |       deforms its own anvil. The spirit of the womb imprints no
 2 mI,    4   |      honeycomb to the mouth; the spirit would go out in kisses,
 3 pIII,   24 |    understanding, has forced thy spirit into exile, has dulled the
 4 pIII,   25 |     marriage with its spouse the spirit; and so would not the spouse,
 5 pIII,   25 |         oppose the marriage. Thy spirit, also, I have stamped with
 6 pIII,   27 |          will of the controlling spirit. God commands with the mastery
 7 pIV,   43  |          the ardor of my fervent spirit, the constancy of my heightened
 8 pVI,   65  |        rapturous paradise of the spirit. It turns the earthly into
 9 pVI,   66  |          do thou with victorious spirit throw down and trample under
10 mVII,   68 |      rich man, if his conquering spirit, with reason as its master,
11 pVII,   71 |          with intestine fang the spirit of her possessor. She is
12 pVII,   72 |      hostile guard of a troubled spirit, the watch over another'
13 mVIII,   76|       become the handmaid of the spirit. Restrain thine eyes, and
14 mVIII,   76| arrogance, on ostentation of the spirit, consider the burden of
15 pIX,   89  |          everlasting kiss of His spirit, and has given me an own
16 pIX,   95  | precipice of pride, throws out a spirit of arrogance, fall ingloriously