Book, Chapter

1   III,      VII| alabaster box of ointment and poured it on His head. And when
2   III,     XXIV|       the smallest cloud, and poured down from the sky a burning
3   III,      XIX|    this long-winded talk thus poured out. The words, one might
4   III,     XLII|       in some kind of mystery poured out libations to images
5    IV,       IX|    the wise, and unreasonably poured out to babes and those that
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