Book, Chapter

1    1,  30|       so weary of Quartilla's lechery that I began to meditate
2    2,  78|      who set no limits to his lechery, finally ending by calling
3    3,  85| changed the instrument of his lechery when he double-crossed me,
4    4, 112|    madness, stirred up by the lechery of a couple of vagabonds,
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