Parte,  Chap.

 1   I,         I|      fall on his knees before my sweet lady, and in a humble, submissive
 2   I,        XI|          inviting him with their sweet ripe fruit. The clear streams
 3   I,        XI|          than in music."~ ~"It's sweet to us all, blessed be God,"
 4   I,      XIII|    Britain came -~ ~with all the sweet and delectable course of
 5   I,      XIII|        say positively whether my sweet enemy is pleased or not
 6   I,       XVI|       seemed to him to diffuse a sweet aromatic fragrance from
 7   I,     XVIII|          those that drink of the sweet waters of the famous Xanthus,
 8   I,       XXV|         wooed never disturb your sweet repose, help me to lament
 9   I,       XXV|          cork tree; and with her sweet and honeyed answer I will
10   I,     XXVII|     notes of any instrument, but sweet and pleasing in its tone,
11   I,    XXVIII|      with so much ease and in so sweet a voice that they were not
12   I,    XXXIII|  bachelor they had earned such a sweet name as that of "The Two
13   I,      XLII|      dawn a voice so musical and sweet reached the ears of the
14   I,     XLIII|        Clara miss hearing such a sweet voice, so, shaking her from
15   I,     XLIII|        it ran in this fashion:~ ~Sweet Hope, my stay,~ That onward
16   I,     XLIII|          the cause of singing so sweet and weeping so bitter, so
17   I,     XLIII|       for I swear to you by that sweet absent enemy of mine to
18   I,     XLVII|         cannot smell of anything sweet, but of something foul and
19   I,     XLVII|         their torments, and as a sweet smell is a thing that gives
20   I,     XLVII|   impossible that they can smell sweet; if, then, this devil thou
21   I,     XLVII|     comic, and all the moods the sweet and winning arts of poesy
22   I,         L|        the ear is soothed by the sweet untutored melody of the
23  II,         X| distinction, that is to say, the sweet fragrance that comes of
24  II,       XIV|     spray, the willows distilled sweet manna, the fountains laughed,
25  II,     XVIII|           he exclaimed -~ ~"O ye sweet treasures, to my sorrow
26  II,     XVIII|        to my sorrow found!~ Once sweet and welcome when 'twas heaven'
27  II,     XVIII|     bring back to my memory the~ sweet object of my bitter regrets!"~ ~ ~
28  II,     XXIII|       upon your heart to keep it sweet, and bring it, if not fresh,
29  II,     XXXIV|          not noise, but sound of sweet, harmonious music, of which
30  II,   XXXVIII|       they ran thus:~ ~From that sweet enemy of mine~ My bleeding
31  II,   XXXVIII|       pearls to me and his voice sweet as syrup; and afterwards,
32  II,   XXXVIII|          life again~ To find how sweet it is to die.~ ~-and other
33  II,     XXXIX|       bitter part of this so far sweet story."~ ~"The bitter is
34  II,     XXXIX|         bitter that colocynth is sweet and oleander toothsome in
35  II,      XLII|         after the government, so sweet a thing is it to command
36  II,      XLIV|          poor sufferer, in a low sweet tone to the accompaniment
37  II,      XLIV|         knowest that my voice is sweet,~ That is if thou dost hear;~
38  II,       XLV|        the world, eye of heaven, sweet stimulator of the water-coolers!
39  II,       LIV|   leaving the pilgrims buried in sweet sleep; and without once
40  II,       LIV|       the meaning of the saying, sweet is the love of one's country.~ ~"
41  II,     LXVII|         oaks will yield us their sweet fruit with bountiful hand,
42  II,      LXIX|         seemed, there rose a low sweet sound of flutes, which,
43  II,      LXIX|        himself played, sang in a sweet and clear voice these two