Day, Novell

 1    1,    1| oftentimes hast thou beene angry? Oh Sir (said Maister Chappelet)~ ~
 2    1,    1|      other such kinde of injurie? Oh Father (answered Maister~ ~
 3    1,    1|          Sonne, what aylest thou? Oh Father (quoth~ ~Chappelet)
 4    1,    1|          greeved extraordinarily. Oh good Son, saide the Friar:
 5    1,    1|         pardoned for cursing her? Oh~ ~no, it is too haynous
 6    1,    1|       Court of heavenly Paradise: Oh, take~ ~example by this
 7    3,    1|           our virginity to~ ~God? Oh Sister (answered the other)
 8    4,    7|           all~ ~there present.~ ~ Oh poore infortunate Lovers,
 9    5,    9|         visit so poore a servant. Oh that I had~ ~as much to
10    5,   10|         the hand, thus hee began. Oh Wife! What bitter~ ~speeches
11    7,    3|          the child into my armes? Oh no, not yet good~ ~husband (
12    7,    8|      unfit to wipe her shooes.~ ~ Oh my deare sonnes, I would
13    7,    9|       with a servant of my house? Oh Sir, such women as are so~ ~
14    7,   10|     wanton sinne committed heere? Oh~ ~Brother Meucio, answered
15    7,   10|           being in so hot a fire? Oh my friend (quoth~ ~I) I
16    8,    2|             to bring them hither. Oh Sir (quoth Belcolore) you
17    8,    5|          answerable to the other. Oh my Lord Judge (cryed~ ~Maso
18    8,    6|           scattering Villages.~ ~ Oh mine honest friends, answered
19    8,    9|        what~ ~Countesse that was? Oh Sir, answered Buffalmaco,
20    9, Song|        Spring season, etc.~ ~ ~ ~ Oh, How can mighty Love permit,~ ~