Parte,  Chap.

 1   I,  TransPre|        but just as often very loose. He had evidently a good
 2   I,  TransPre|    crazy philanthropy had let loose on society; but to others
 3   I,   AuthPre|     have it by heart; if with loose women, there is the Bishop
 4   I,        XV| turning Rocinante and the ass loose to feed on the grass that
 5   I,      XXII|      slaves who were breaking loose, now to attack Don Quixote
 6   I,    XXVIII|  youth was about. He had on a loose double-skirted dark brown
 7   I,    XXVIII|      side to side there broke loose and spread out a mass of
 8   I,      XXIX|    conscience to let the wolf loose among the sheep, the fox
 9   I,    XXXIII|     ties that death alone can loose them. And such is the force
10   I,      XLIV|     battle in it, when he let loose those unlucky men in chains;
11  II,         X|      borders; with their hair loose on their shoulders like
12  II,      XVII|       cages and let the lions loose, and that I warn this gentleman
13  II,      XVII|  could before the lions broke loose. Sancho was weeping over
14  II,     XVIII|    his armour, leaving him in loose Walloon breeches and chamois-leather
15  II,        XX|       braided, partly flowing loose, but all of such bright
16  II,       XXI|   clad in what seemed to be a loose black coat garnished with
17  II,      XXII|       say now, 'The ox that's loose licks himself well.'"~ ~"
18  II,      XXIX|   Rocinante struggling to get loose, and said he to his master, "
19  II,   XXXVIII|        Then it is they give a loose to their pens, for it costs
20  II,     XLIII|   abuse.~ ~"Go not ungirt and loose, Sancho; for disordered
21  II,     XLIII|      a cloak a trifle longer; loose breeches by no means, for
22  II,        LI|   upon those who sang lewd or loose songs either by day or night.
23  II,     LVIII|       of the sun itself, fell loose upon their shoulders and
24  II,       LIX|   turned Dapple and Rocinante loose without headstall or bridle,
25  II,        LX|       gold and breeches and a loose frock, with a hat looped
26  II,    LXVIII|   wants of dawn I will give a loose rein to my thoughts, and
27  II,       LXX|     flowers, her hair flowing loose over her shoulders, and
28  II,       LXX| honour under foot, and give a loose to the tongue that breaks
29  II,    LXXIII|     and she with her hair all loose and half naked, dragging