Day, Novell

 1    1,    1|     forth of my~ ~mothers Wombe. O sonne (quoth the Friar)
 2    1,    1|       drinke after his travaile. O~ ~Sir, (said Maister Chappelet)
 3    1,    1|        Sonne, replyed the Friar. O no (quoth Master Chappelet)~ ~
 4    1,    6|         such compassion of us?~ ~O good Sir, saide the man,
 5    3,    8|         heartily, still~ ~saide; O my good Wife, O my loving
 6    3,    8|           saide; O my good Wife, O my loving Wife, long mayest
 7    3,    8|       halfe~ ~so pleasing to me. O my deare Wife; O my hony
 8    3,    8|          to me. O my deare Wife; O my hony Wife. Canst thou~ ~(
 9    3,    8|        Fates~ ~be once appeased. O that I knew (quoth Ferando)
10    4,    6|      armes fast about her, said: O helpe~ ~me dear Love, or
11    4,    7|        had seene him do, even so o she plucke~ ~another leafe
12    6,   10|       shunned a shame, which two O wily companions had prepared
13    6,   10|          easily heare him, thus: O~ ~thou omnipotent providence,
14    7,    3|        with a prety smile, said; O my faire Starres! You will
15    7,    4|          yeelded in this manner. O Love: What, and how many
16    7,    7|        him,~ ~onely to love her. O singular sweetnesse, naturally
17    7, Song|      Which cannot be exprest.~ ~ O my sole good! O my best
18    7, Song|      exprest.~ ~ O my sole good! O my best happinesse!~ ~ Why
19    8,    3|     walketh meerely~ ~invisible. O Lord Sir (quoth Calandrino)
20    8,    9|        you to urge it~ ~no more. O my deer and honest neighbour
21    8,   10|        flew from thy faire eies (O~ ~thou incompareable lovely
22    8, Song|       possesse in every part;~ ~ O Soveraigne Love by thee.~ ~
23    8, Song|        most blissefull state,~ ~ O Soveraigne Love by thee.~ ~
24    8, Song|     sleights of coy disdaine.~ ~ O So raigne Love, to mee~ ~
25    9,    5| franticke~ ~with fury. she said. O notorious villaine! Darest
26   10,    3|           these words, she said. O the liberality of Nathan!