Parte,  Chap.

1   I,       XIV|       the hollow moan~ Of wild winds wrestling with the restless
2   I,       XIV|      this soul and body to the winds,~ All hopeless of a crown
3  II,       XIV| herself, for nothing but north winds blew for more than a week.
4  II,      XVII|       inclemency of the winter winds and frosts; let no lions
5  II,       XLI|         strolling about on the winds? And another thing, as it
6  II,        LX|        and scattered it to the winds, she beat her face with
7  II,     LXVII|       me, casting shame to the winds she bewailed herself in