Parte,  Chap.

1   I,       XIV|       complain of you for not loving me? Moreover, you must remember
2   I,       XXV|      twelve years I have been loving her more than the light
3   I,     XLIII|     saying in a soft, tender, loving tone, "Oh my lady Dulcinea
4  II,      XLII|    old age, and the light and loving hands of thy great-grandchildren
5  II,         L|         From this place. Your loving friend, THE DUCHESS.~ ~"
6  II,      LIII|   embraced him and gave him a loving kiss on the forehead, and
7  II,      LVII|    away~ The heart of a meek~ Loving maid for thy prey,~ Three
8  II,     LVIII| myself that the very smallest loving word of hers would have