Parte,  Chap.

 1   I,   Commend|      quite upset,~ But aught of base or mean hath never yet~
 2   I,       III|         But of you," he cried, "base and vile rabble, I make
 3   I,        IV|       lies."~ ~"Lies before me, base clown!" said Don Quixote. "
 4   I,      VIII|         assail me are rabble or base folk; for in that case thou
 5   I,        XV|       these are not knights but base folk of low birth: I mention
 6   I,       XXV|         surrounded it. Past its base there flowed a gentle brook,
 7   I,    XXVIII|          and harboured the same base designs as my servant; and
 8   I,    XXXIII|         to make known to her my base desire; and if she holds
 9   I,     XXXIV|         yields not to things so base as gifts or promises. Be
10   I,     XXXIV|    reproved him and rebuked his base design and the foolish and
11   I,     XXXIV|        reveal to me a design so base as that which he has disclosed
12   I,     XXXIV|         as he comes with such a base purpose, blind and urged
13   I,     XXXIV|        of hope of attaining thy base wishes? When were not thy
14   I,     XXXIV| encouraging and sanctioning thy base designs. Once more I say
15   I,      XXXV|       fearless of any harm this base being could do you; and
16   I,   XXXVIII|     which he made it easy for a base and cowardly arm to take
17   I,        XL|    owing his advancement to the base ways and means by which
18   I,        XL|      cianis, which are coins of base gold, current among the
19   I,       XLI|         to the execution of her base designs. And think not that
20   I,       XLV|         very calmly, "Come now, base, ill-born brood; call ye
21   I,     XLVII|    destruction of the worthy by base means. Nevertheless, virtue
22  II,        VI|        which, relatively to its base or foundation, is nothing;
23  II,     XLVII|         far from us be any such base thought! There is nothing
24  II,       LIV|     this was what I knew of the base and extravagant designs