Parte,  Chap.

 1   I,   Commend|        acquire that livery~ Of countless charms thy mind and body
 2   I,     XVIII|        composed of various and countless nations that comes marching
 3   I,      XXVI|       during which he repeated countless ave-marias. But what distressed
 4   I,     XXVII|        to hear the story of my countless misfortunes, for perhaps
 5   I,     XXXIX|  devourer, sponge, and moth of countless money, fruitlessly wasted
 6   I,        XL|     hath ever been~ A haunt of countless mournful memories,~ As well
 7   I,    XLVIII|       truth may be seen by the countless plays that a most fertile
 8   I,         L|        untutored melody of the countless birds of gay plumage that
 9   I,        LI|       his mind to which of her countless suitors he should entrust
10  II,       III|       had left out some of the countless cudgellings that were inflicted
11  II,        VI|        such a word to them) of countless princes, monarchs, lords,
12  II,        VI|        for knowing as I do the countless toils that are the accompaniments
13  II,       VII|       art shooting at with the countless shafts of thy proverbs.
14  II,      VIII|   history. O envy, root of all countless evils, and cankerworm of
15  II,       XVI|      he thought no more of the countless drubbings that had been
16  II,       XVI|      say has been printed, the countless stories of fictitious knights-errant
17  II,       XIX|  responded to his passion with countless modest proofs of affection,
18  II,       XIX|     there was a heaven full of countless glittering stars in front
19  II,        XX|     than if they were pigeons. Countless were the hares ready skinned
20  II,     XXIII|    tell you now how, among the countless other marvellous things
21  II,      XXVI|    with my stables filled with countless horses, and my trunks and
22  II,     XXXII|       had Amadis or any of his countless descendants heard him say
23  II,      XXXV|    veils with an embroidery of countless gold spangles glittering
24  II,      XXXV|        I turned the leaves~ Of countless volumes of my devilish craft,~
25  II,   XXXVIII|      has failed to do justice, countless princes, not only of that
26  II,        XL|      All and each, may ye live countless ages for the delight and
27  II,      XLII|    virtue than a lofty sinner. Countless are they who, born of mean
28  II,      XLIV| amazement, for immediately the countless adventures like this, with
29  II,      LIII|   discover what it was, but as countless drums and trumpets now helped
30  II,      LIII|      enemy is in the island in countless numbers, and we are lost
31  II,      LVII|       up and inactive amid the countless luxuries and enjoyments
32  II,      LXII|      here, and not dead of the countless drubbings that have fallen
33  II,     LXXIV|       of Gaul and of the whole countless troop of his descendants;