Book, Chapter

 1    2,  53|        part, I was mercilessly angry and could not help leaning
 2    2,  71|    things are now." The women, angry though they were, were laughing
 3    3,  91|    member desired. He was very angry, however, and would say
 4    3, 100|     his peril; but being still angry, I could not restrain my
 5    4, 112|  flogging. Lycas was furiously angry at my hardihood, nor was
 6    4, 112|      our time?~Strive not with angry seas to vie and to their
 7    4, 117|         Eumolpus was furiously angry because of all this, and
 8    4, 118| drifting sand, in spite of the angry waves." I submit to this
 9    4, 119|       more gently; when we are angry with our slaves that is
10    5, 140|       asked her why she was so angry and why she pitied the goose
11    5, 143|      Ulysses feared the storms~Angry Neptune decreed as his due.
12    5, 143|       the master was furiously angry with me because of my two
13    5, 143|        was not likely that his angry passion would be placated
14    5, 153|    prostitute who is furiously angry with her lover, and in no