Parte,  Chap.

 1   I,        XV| mounted and going slung like a sack of manure."~ ~To which Don
 2   I,     XXIII|    used to carry, emptying the sack and packing his paunch,
 3   I,     XXIII|   stowed away in the provision sack. Considering the whole matter,
 4   I,      XXIV| towards me."~ ~Sancho from his sack, and the goatherd from his
 5   I,       XXV|         I have the basin in my sack all dinted, and I am taking
 6   I,      XXXI|     friend, on the top of that sack, for I cannot read it until
 7   I,      XXXI|     going to help her to put a sack of wheat on the back of
 8  II,        II|        you bag of mischief and sack of knavery; go govern your
 9  II,        IV|        he might give me into a sack all in holes; for I have
10  II,     XXXII|  Dulcinea, found her sifting a sack of wheat; and more by token
11  II,       XLI|        city, and saw the whole sack and storming and the death
12  II,     XLIII|    thine is nothing else but a sack full of proverbs and sauciness."~ ~"
13  II,      XLVI|        that discharged a great sack full of cats, which also
14  II,        LI|       has not thrown it into a sack with a hole in it, as she