Metre/Prose,  page

 1 pI,    6   |  grief, and her very face, cast to earth with chaste modesty,
 2 pI,   16   |   marriage. The little fox cast off the dulness of the brute
 3 pIII,   31 |    so to speak, of my mind cast out all the remnants of
 4 pIV,   40  | the waste of outer falsity cast aside, the reader finds,
 5 pV,   57   |   Such matters, then, as I cast into thy mind, fasten there
 6 mVII,   68 |    the wealth which it has cast below its feet-if, in short,
 7 mVIII,   76|    rise up, the money-bags cast up coins from their very
 8 pVIII,   81|  the ground or bear a face cast down, but, with neck straight,
 9 pVIII,   83|   themselves. Her head was cast down with profound abasement,
10 pVIII,   84|    the priestly office, to cast out, with the aiding presence