Parte,  Chap.

1   I,        XL|      Or braver bodies on its surface bore."~ ~The sonnets were
2   I,       XLI|   him up for a little on the surface of the water. Zoraida cried
3   I,     XLIII|    are spread over the whole surface of the earth. Withdraw to
4  II,     XXIII|      with it and open to the surface of the earth. This recess
5  II,     XXIII|      but when he came to the surface and beheld the sun of another
6  II,   XXXVIII|      fairest vineyard on its surface. Of this beauty, to which
7  II,      XLIV|     fame extend all over the surface of the globe, for she deserves
8  II,     LVIII| these nets took up the whole surface of the globe, I would seek