Parte,  Chap.

 1   I,        IV|       so wantonly lashing that tender child."~ ~He now came to
 2   I,        XI|   dared to rend and pierce the tender bowels of our first mother
 3   I,        XV|        in a glade covered with tender grass, beside which ran
 4   I,       XVI|        rendered me in order to tender you my gratitude while life
 5   I,       XVI|      he went on to say in low, tender voice:~ ~"Would that found
 6   I,       XIX|     were was full of green and tender grass, said what will be
 7   I,      XXIV|    delicate, so modest, and so tender, that on reading it he told
 8   I,    XXVIII|      were innumerable, full of tender pleadings and pledges, containing
 9   I,     XXXIV|     showing signs of a certain tender compassion which the tears
10   I,     XXXIV|        to the saying, and then Tender, Veracious: X does not suit
11   I,     XXXVI|  importunity, and thy true and tender passion, as it seemed, she
12   I,       XLI|      not endure, nor could her tender heart bear to see her father
13   I,     XLIII|      experience of life as her tender years gave any promise of,
14   I,     XLIII|         too, saying in a soft, tender, loving tone, "Oh my lady
15   I,     XLIII|       having laid hands on the tender limbs of a love-stricken
16   I,        LI|       put us both off with the tender age of his daughter and
17  II,         I|     wounds which were still so tender.~ ~They came to see him
18  II,       XVI|       is, as I take it, like a tender young maiden of supreme
19  II,     XVIII|       belong to; but since his tender age does not allow of it,
20  II,       XXV|       it has endowed me with a tender and compassionate heart,
21  II,      XXIX|        view revived a thousand tender thoughts in his mind. Above
22  II,     XXXII| dignified without haughtiness, tender and yet modest, gracious
23  II,     XXXII|      proved to me that I am of tender flesh and not at all impenetrable;
24  II,      XXXV|      not so am I;~ For mine is tender, soft, compassionate,~ And
25  II,   XXXVIII|       a mountain, not to say a tender young girl. But all his
26  II,       XLI|       could not have been very tender of flesh."~ ~The duke, the
27  II,      LVII|       Not even a sheep,~ But a tender young lamb.~ Thou hast jilted
28  II,       LIX|        pullet, so that it is a tender one."~ ~"Pullet! My father!"
29  II,       LIX| cherish the remembrance of the tender passion of Senor Don Quixote?~ ~
30  II,        LX|     heart and, though a clown, tender of flesh;" and at the same