Parte,  Chap.

 1   I,        IV|             the rod from the hand of yonder ruthless oppressor so wantonly
 2   I,       XII|            stars and of what went on yonder in the heavens and the sun
 3   I,      XVII| knights-errant on earth, who lies on yonder bed wounded by the hands
 4   I,     XVIII|            cloud of dust which rises yonder? Well, then, all that is
 5   I,     XVIII|             that hillock which rises yonder, whence both armies may
 6   I,     XVIII|          That knight whom thou seest yonder in yellow armour, who bears
 7   I,       XXI|              tell me, seest thou not yonder knight coming towards us
 8   I,      XXII|          Pasamonte; "their lordships yonder never gave you that staff
 9   I,      XXII|              answer for his own sins yonder; there is a God in Heaven
10   I,       XXV|              standing up for my lady yonder, God confound her! And then,
11   I,        XL|              when I see thee walking yonder I shall know that the bano
12   I,    XLVIII|          that these who accompany us yonder are the curate and the barber,
13   I,       LII|          hour for the solemn note of yonder trumpet that falls on our
14  II,         I|            from the wood, penetrates yonder mountains, and then treads
15  II,      VIII|           and fling myself down from yonder skylight, so as to leave
16  II,         X|             that of the village girl yonder; and at the same time they
17  II,      XVII|        adventures, or what I observe yonder is one that will, and does,
18  II,       LIV|          wives and children forsaken yonder, so great is their love
19  II,     LXVII|             dost still think that he yonder is a real lacquey? Apparently