Parte,  Chap.

1   I,       XXV|   Ulysses, in whose person and labours Homer presents to us a lively
2   I,    XXXVII|     chiefly rest, is, that the labours of the mind are greater
3   I,    XXXVII|      let us turn to the bodily labours of the man of letters, and
4   I,      XLVI|       to reap the fruit of our labours, there is no need for me
5  II,        II|      Hercules, him of the many labours, it is said that he was
6  II,       XIV|     should be attained; but my labours have gone on increasing
7  II,      XLIV| universe, he requests that his labours may not be despised, and
8  II,      LXII|     rare wits and praiseworthy labours. What talents lie wasted