Parte,  Chap.

 1   I,  TransPre| publishers of chivalry romances loved to embellish the title-pages
 2   I,      XIII|         world knows that she is loved and served by such a knight
 3   I,      XIII|         makes up misfortune. He loved deeply, he was hated; he
 4   I,       XIV|         how, by reason of being loved, that which is loved for
 5   I,       XIV|      being loved, that which is loved for its beauty is bound
 6   I,       XIV|     body, why should she who is loved for her beauty part with
 7   I,        XX|       him, though she had never loved him before."~ ~"That is
 8   I,      XXII|         slave; "mine was that I loved a washerwoman's basket of
 9   I,      XXIV|       whatever you love or have loved best in life, to tell me
10   I,      XXIV|        as mine. This Luscinda I loved, worshipped, and adored
11   I,      XXIV|        tenderest years, and she loved me in all the innocence
12   I,      XXIV|        the heart's secrets to a loved one more freely than tongues;
13   I,    XXXIII|      knowing how sincerely they loved one another she was grieved
14   I,    XXXIII|     thought how worthy of being loved she was; and thus reflection
15   I,     XXXIV|     that rightly deserves to be loved, with what face dost thou
16   I,       XLI|        suffer a father that had loved her so dearly to be carried
17   I,     XLVII|   persecuted by the wicked than loved by the good. I am a knight-errant,
18  II,      VIII|  themselves who rose from their loved Tagus and seated themselves
19  II,       XVI|     they good or bad, are to be loved as we love the souls that
20  II,       XIX|         and Thisbe; for Basilio loved Quiteria from his earliest
21  II,       XXI|   discredit or dishonour of the loved object. Quiteria belonged
22  II,       XXI|         Basilio, she would have loved him too as a married woman,
23  II,        XL|       him save to those whom he loved or those who paid him well;
24  II,      XLIV|          for she deserves to be loved by a knight so valiant and
25  II,       LIV|      uneasiness to know that he loved her; for thou must have
26  II,        LX|         unknown to my father, I loved him; for there is no woman,
27  II,       LXV|        he looked like one to be loved and served and esteemed,
28  II,     LXVII|  Altisidora, to all appearance, loved me truly; she gave me the