Parte,  Chap.

 1   I,     XXIII|      released from the chain, driven by fear of the Holy Brotherhood,
 2   I,     XXIII|       cruelty of his lady had driven to some desperate course;
 3   I,       XXV|    and brooding jealousy have driven to bewail his fate among
 4   I,    XXVIII|   hands looked like pieces of driven snow among her locks; all
 5   I,     XXXIV|   same time he told her what, driven by the fierce rage of jealousy,
 6   I,     XXXVI| suppose that I have come here driven by my shame; it is only
 7   I,       XLI|       our oars to avoid being driven on shore; but it was our
 8  II,         X|     called -- as white as the driven snow, for jackasses? By
 9  II,       XVI|     histories, will have been driven into oblivion."~ ~"There
10  II,       XIX|       who can boast of having driven a nail into the wheel of
11  II,       XXI|       seized the staff he had driven into the ground, and leaving
12  II,     XXXIX|  delighted as Don Quixote was driven to desperation. He bade
13  II,    XLVIII|       and so hard that he was driven to defend himself with his