Day, Novell

 1    1,    9|     but~ ~also are of very bad savour. And what know I (Lady)
 2    1,    9|    them, each discourse will~ ~savour of the more formality; and
 3    4,    3|    that except your speeches~ ~savour of untruth, and your actions
 4    4,    5|     possibly yeeld so sweete a savour. The neighbours noting this~ ~
 5    5,    9|      perhaps) you~ ~thought to savour of a harsh, cruell, and
 6    5,   10|       trip in some~ ~part, and savour a little of immodesty; yet
 7    5,   10| whereof wee felt not the least savour before) as made~ ~us likewise
 8    6,    4|       very delicate~ ~pleasing savour; it fortuned that a young
 9    7,    9|      and yet you feele not the savour which others do, yea, very~ ~
10    7,    9|   seeming unable to endure the savour: starting, and~ ~shrieking
11    8,    7|      and promises, did alwaies savour of what intemperate~ ~spleene
12    8,    9|  yeeldeth a hot~ ~and sensible savour, albeit she keepeth most
13    8,    9|       brought~ ~into a sweeter savour.~ ~ The next morning, Bruno
14    8,    9|        smelling of his~ ~foule savour (although it had bin very