Day, Novell

 1    2,    1|     Upon these clamours and complaints, the Potestates Lieutenant (
 2    2,    2|    pensively; made many sad complaints to Saint Julian,~ ~saying:
 3    2,    2|   his quivering moanes, and complaints, seeming to be~ ~such, as
 4    2,    5| offices, among his silent~ ~complaints, consideration presented
 5    2,    6|    and continuing there her complaints, unseene by any of the~ ~
 6    2,    6|   had finished het wofull~ ~complaints, as daily shee was accustomed
 7    3,    6|   continued longer in these complaints, worse~ ~would ensue thereon,
 8    4,    5|  could not utter any more~ ~complaints, she fell into a trance
 9    4,    5|  and breathing~ ~foorth sad complaints thereto, even as if they
10    5,    8|    to make most~ ~mournfull complaints, which breaking off his
11    6, Song|    would heare or pittie my complaints;~ ~ My torments still encreased
12    7,    8|    what ground her Husbands complaints~ ~proceeded, and threatning
13    7,   10|  after hee heard the Ladies complaints~ ~indifferently pacified,
14    8,    7|     rescue or shelter; your complaints would now the more~ ~easily
15    8,    7|     refrain from teares and complaints,~ ~beating her hands each
16    8,   10|     counterfetted tears and complaints of hers, to proceed from
17    9,    9|    as if he heard not~ ~her complaints, but wearied himselfe wel
18   10,    8|   of Gisippus,~ ~made great complaints to the Senate, very dangerous
19   10,    8|  what I am to say.~ ~ "Your complaints doe proceed, rather from
20   10,    8|    not to marrie her. These complaints are foolish, and~ ~womanish,