Parte,  Chap.

 1   I,        XV|    right."~ ~"No more of that: pluck strength out of weakness,
 2   I,      XVII|       a sigh that he seemed to pluck up from the depths of his
 3   I,    XXXIII|   allows no one to trespass or pluck a blossom; enough for others
 4   I,     XXXIV|    breathless, ran in haste to pluck out the dagger; but when
 5   I,     XLIII|       sighs, that he seemed to pluck up his soul by the roots
 6  II,     XXIII|    bone of him with kicks, and pluck his beard until you didn'
 7  II,     XXXII| request, and said, "If I could pluck out my heart, and lay it
 8  II,   XXXVIII|       Earth, as it would be to pluck unripe the grapes of the
 9  II,        XL|        with beards."~ ~"I will pluck out my own in the land of
10  II,       XLI|      will be no easy matter to pluck it up or shift it from where
11  II,       LXI|     out of countenance, ran to pluck the plume from his poor
12  II,       LXV|       to weakness and does not pluck up fresh spirit for fresh