Parte,  Chap.

 1   I,       XIV|      of the shepherds moved or stirred from the spot until, having
 2   I,     XVIII|       Rocinante, who had never stirred from his master's side-so
 3   I,        XX|       tall trees, whose leaves stirred by a gentle breeze made
 4   I,        XX|    into the horse, the less he stirred him; and not having any
 5   I,      XXII|          said Don Quixote (now stirred to wrath), "Don son of a
 6   I,     XXVII|        what she then did, that stirred by a wrong so glaring I
 7   I,      XXIX|     the galleys of their feet, stirred up the Holy Brotherhood
 8   I,       XXX|       of the quarrel the devil stirred up between us both the other
 9   I,     XXXIX|     were being made, all which stirred my heart and filled me with
10   I,     XLIII|    seeing that Rocinante never stirred, much or little, and he
11  II,        IV|      Sancho, "and the moment I stirred the stakes gave way and
12  II,       XIX|       statue, with its drapery stirred by the wind. In short, he
13  II,       XLI|       one would fancy we never stirred from one place. Banish fear,
14  II,       XLI|      hour; and Clavileno never stirred or moved from one spot."~ ~"
15  II,       XLI|     there, without having ever stirred from the garden. Such, in
16  II,    XLVIII|       Quixote felt it he never stirred from his bed, but lay quiet
17  II,       LVI| Quixote coming at him he never stirred a step from the spot where