Parte,  Chap.

  1   I,   Commend|       thy achievements fills my soul.~ ~ ~ THE LADY OF ORIANA~
  2   I,   AuthPre|     kinsman nor its friend, thy soul is thine own and thy will
  3   I,         I|      fruit, or a body without a soul. As he said to himself, "
  4   I,       III|        not, he thought, leave a soul alive in the castle, except
  5   I,        IV|       and before God, and on my soul, he lies."~ ~"Lies before
  6   I,      VIII|    aloud, saying, "O lady of my soul, Dulcinea, flower of beauty,
  7   I,       XII|       at the present moment her soul is in bliss with God in
  8   I,      XIII|         adventures, resolved in soul to oppose my arm and person
  9   I,      XIII|        eyes, was the abode of a soul on which Heaven bestowed
 10   I,       XIV|        all these come to aid my soul's complaint,~ For pain like
 11   I,       XIV|      loveth well,~ And that the soul most free is that most bound~
 12   I,       XIV|        disdain,~ I'll give this soul and body to the winds,~
 13   I,       XIV|     heavens, steps by which the soul travels to its primeval
 14   I,        XX|      pure fear I shall yield my soul up to anyone that will take
 15   I,        XX|              And so, lord of my soul," continued Sancho, as I
 16   I,        XX|      ours, and I do not wish my soul to suffer for trifles in
 17   I,       XXI|        no more -- I'll full the soul out of you."~ ~Sancho held
 18   I,     XXIII|      fail thee, even though the soul in thy body fail thee; so
 19   I,      XXIV|     which are the delight of my soul and the entertainment of
 20   I,       XXV|         accursed liquor, for my soul, not to say my stomach,
 21   I,     XXVII|        to have full mercy on my soul, for in myself I feel no
 22   I,    XXVIII|         in your arms, I hold my soul secured by virtuous intentions,
 23   I,    XXVIII|       was bound to consider his soul above all human objects.
 24   I,      XXIX|        done a deed by which his soul may be lost without any
 25   I,    XXXIII|       prey to shame the sinning soul will be, Though none but
 26   I,     XXXIV|        you saw Lothario's whole soul in his eyes, in his sighs,
 27   I,      XXXV|      room?-and I wish I saw the soul of him that stabbed them
 28   I,    XXXVII|        his good name and of his soul; and in short everybody
 29   I,    XXXVII|         requisite; or as if the soul of the warrior, when he
 30   I,    XXXVII|         to raise and direct the soul to Heaven; for with an end
 31   I,     XXXIX|      got much past the mast his soul had already got to hell;
 32   I,       XLI|        most precious part of my soul."~ ~As he said this he began
 33   I,       XLI|       for me, so eagerly did my soul urge me on to the accomplishment
 34   I,       XLI|         crying:~ ~"Nephew of my soul and life! I recognise thee
 35   I,      XLII|         at the new birth of thy soul, and at thy bridal that
 36   I,     XLIII|             Ah, dear lady of my soul and life! why did you wake
 37   I,     XLIII|    Fortune dares not show,~ But soul and sense~ In bondage yieldeth
 38   I,     XLIII|       he seemed to pluck up his soul by the roots with each of
 39   I,     XLIII|        absolute mistress of his soul. Forgive me, noble lady,
 40   I,       XLV|        all mistaken; and may my soul appear before God as that
 41   I,      XLVI|      eyes and clung to with her soul. The gift and compensation
 42   I,      XLIX|         is what in my heart and soul I was longing to know. Come
 43   I,         L|   govern it; for I have as much soul as another, and as much
 44   I,       LII|    Panza here you see;~ A great soul once was in that body small,~
 45  II,         V|         as you like; for by the soul of my mother, neither my
 46  II,       VII|          to save Senor Samson's soul from suffering, as he says
 47  II,         X|        may reach 'this wretched soul' that I carry in my flesh.
 48  II,         X|      the humility with which my soul adores thee."~ ~"Hey-day!
 49  II,      XIII|        the contrary, he has the soul of a pitcher; he has no
 50  II,       XIX|         loves Basilio heart and soul, then I'll give him a bag
 51  II,        XX|        Lady, winsome Poesy~ Her soul, an offering at thy feet,~
 52  II,       XXI|     think of the welfare of his soul rather than of the cravings
 53  II,       XXI|       him her hand, so that his soul, quitting this life in despair,
 54  II,       XXI|          as Basilio now had his soul at his teeth, and there
 55  II,       XXI|       cooing, and attend to his soul; for to my thinking he has
 56  II,       XXI|    grant an easy passage to the soul of the newly wedded man,
 57  II,       XXI|        alone had a cloud on his soul, for he found himself debarred
 58  II,     XXIII|       request of thee,~ When my soul hath left the body,~ And
 59  II,     XXIII|        by token, O cousin of my soul, at the first village I
 60  II,       XXV|       rich he will give him his soul, which is what the enemy
 61  II,      XXIX|   pursues or molests thee, thou soul of a tame mouse? What dost
 62  II,      XXXI|       that invited him-rest his soul, he is now dead; and more
 63  II,     XXXII|          For by God and upon my soul I want it badly; and if
 64  II,      XXXV|       lines and characters,~ My soul abideth now, there came
 65  II,      XXXV|        a word or I'll tear your soul out."~ ~On hearing this
 66  II,      XXXV|   calling her 'my life' and 'my soul,' and his stay and prop-may
 67  II,      XXXV|           Thou wretched squire, soul of a pitcher, heart of a
 68  II,      XXXV|        thy master I mean, whose soul I can this moment see, how
 69  II,      XXXV|   Dulcinea says true, I have my soul stuck here in my throat
 70  II,      XXXV|        lashes, and she calls me soul of a pitcher, and great
 71  II,      XXXV|       be very good for you, for soul as well for body-for your
 72  II,      XXXV|       as well for body-for your soul because of the charity with
 73  II,     XXXVI|      must know, dear lady of my soul, that I have a letter written
 74  II,   XXXVIII|     little to me; may I have my soul well bearded and moustached
 75  II,       XLI|          and by God and upon my soul, as in my youth I was a
 76  II,     XLIII|         black of the nail of my soul is dearer to me than my
 77  II,      XLIV|      heart and disturber of thy soul; for just now I perceived
 78  II,      XLIV|  himself with all his might and soul to his lady Dulcinea he
 79  II,      XLIV|      fourteen,~ I swear upon my soul).~ I hobble not nor do I
 80  II,      XLIV|        heart and yielding up my soul to her. Ye love-smitten
 81  II,       XLV|    heaven. Senor governor of my soul, this wicked man caught
 82  II,       XLV|       no, nor lions' claws; the soul from out of my body first!"~ ~"
 83  II,      XLVI|          Leaves no image on the soul.~ ~ Painting that is laid
 84  II,     XLVII|        honest fellow and a good soul. The first thing he said
 85  II,    XLVIII|  wouldst with me. If thou art a soul in torment, say so, and
 86  II,    XLVIII|        no phantom or spectre or soul in purgatory, as you seem
 87  II,    XLVIII|         God be praised I have a soul in my body still, and all
 88  II,        LI|        I say this, master of my soul, that you may not be surprised
 89  II,       LII|     worship's leave, lady of my soul, to make the most of this
 90  II,       LII|        thy letter, Sancho of my soul, and I promise thee and
 91  II,      LIII|  anxieties have entered into my soul;" and all the while he was
 92  II,        LV|       buried in a pit without a soul to help him, or servant
 93  II,        LV| wilderness, for there was not a soul anywhere in the neighbourhood
 94  II,        LV|      must be dead, and that his soul was in torment down there;
 95  II,        LV|     thou art; and if thou art a soul in torment, tell me what
 96  II,      LVII|          for by God and upon my soul I have got them on, and
 97  II,     LVIII|         bowels of brass, what a soul of mortar! But I can't imagine
 98  II,     LVIII|      ears."~ ~"Ah! friend of my soul," instantly exclaimed the
 99  II,        LX|        of peril, as well to the soul as to the body; but as most
100  II,      LXII|      the title of "Light of the Soul;" noticing it he observed, "
101  II,     LXIII|        to God he would kick his soul out; and as he said this
102  II,     LXIII|        to live without thee, my soul that thou art!"~ ~At these
103  II,      LXIV|        and the salvation of thy soul; and if thou dost vanquish
104  II,      LXIX|         its tributary song.~ My soul, from this strait prison-house
105  II,       LXX|      God's life! Don Stockfish, soul of a mortar, stone of a
106  II,       LXX|      Thou hast fallen in with a soul as dry as a rush and a heart
107  II,      LXXI|     thought at each of them his soul was being plucked up by
108  II,    LXXIII|        to the poor, and upon my soul be it if any evil comes
109  II,     LXXIV|     attend to the health of his soul, as that of his body was
110  II,     LXXIV|     that might be a light to my soul. Niece, I feel myself at
111  II,     LXXIV|        must not trifle with his soul; and while the curate is
112  II,     LXXIV|       Quixote had commended his soul to God with all the devout