Book, Chapter

 1    1,   9|      Maeonian spring~His fortunate soul drink its fill: Then, when
 2    1,   9|           chose.~Come! Gird up thy soul! Inspiration will then force
 3    1,  15|          with Giton, Giton's whole soul was aflame for her, neither
 4    1,  15|       Tryphaena and the ungrateful soul of Lycas, and made up my
 5    1,  15|          rich, when his avaricious soul~Robs him of food and drink,
 6    1,  15|        anyone in the place. "Not a soul," I replied, whereupon he
 7    2,  69|         yourself, for my heart and soul were here, but it was fine,
 8    4, 117|           a sigh nearly wracked my soul.~The vulture tearing; at
 9    5, 141|        such precautions that not a soul will find this out. As for
10    5, 142|           Circe owns me, heart and soul, all others I despise. Who
11    5, 145|           relish as they damned my soul!" (Eumolpus had just started
12    5, 160|         cautioned her not to let a soul hear of it.~KORITTO: That
13    6     |            friends. Epicharis, the soul of the conspiracy of Piso
14    6     | imperfections of the universe. The soul of man was part and parcel
15    6     |       Socrates pretend to love the soul alone, and, being ashamed