Parte,  Chap.

1   I,      XIII|    might of our arms and the edge of our swords, not under
2   I,       XXX|      arm to cut off with the edge of this-I will not say good
3   I,   XXXVIII|      might of my arm and the edge of my sword. But Heaven'
4  II,       XVI| should interpose to stay the edge of my sword and might of
5  II,        XX|     to, friend, and take the edge off your appetite with these
6  II,      XXVI|    But ah! unhappy lady, the edge of her petticoat has caught
7  II,      XXIX|      that lay at the water's edge tied to the stem of a tree
8  II,   XXXVIII|  allowed him to approach the edge of her shoe-sole without