Book, Chapter

1    3,  83|    couch! And we, embracing tight;~With every wandering kiss
2    5, 132| suffused~And Fear grips him tight in her toils~Lest robbers
3    5, 160|    dark little breasts held tight by a green silk net, trembled
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