Book, Chapter

1    1,   5|     this ferment of matter and empty discord of words is, that
2    1,   6|        your well modulated and empty tones you have so labored
3    5, 141|    hoodwink me, for those with empty shells, no kernel and full
4    5, 145|       its crazy-quilt, and the empty cell -- her own. Then, naked
5    5, 154| contend with each other in the empty vanity of titles and surnames,
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