Book, Chapter

1    3,  93|    lurk in their own offering.~Alas my poor country! We thought
2    4, 112|      scorned, becomes a power: alas! who courts his end~By drawing
3    5, 131|        poignant pleasure, (but alas! My sudden loss of vigor
4    5, 144|        reject my advances; but alas! I discovered that the God
5    6     |       the concubines of which, alas! our housekeepers of today
6    6     | subjects permitted themselves. Alas! A crown is such a weighty