Parte,  Chap.

1   I,        XI|    angel;~ It's a monkey you adore;~ ~ "Caught by all her glittering
2   I,       XII|     that he did not love but adore her. But you must not suppose,
3   I,       XLI|   they meant, that she might adore them as if each of them
4   I,        LI| short all abuse her, and all adore her, and to such a pitch
5  II,      XLVI|    bed, at least while I who adore thee am alive."~ ~To all
6  II,       LXX|      Quixote whom I love and adore so, took care to retain
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