Book, Chapter

 1    1,  15|        tunic, which I threw over my shoulders, after having turned the
 2    1,  15|       precious tunic slipped off my shoulders without my knowing it. At
 3    1,  16|          turn, cast a glance at the shoulders of our rustic customer,
 4    1,  16|             tunic from the rustic's shoulders, and felt it thoroughly.~
 5    1,  26|            and painted his lips and shoulders with vermillion, while he
 6    2,  68| rocking-horse, he beat Trimalchio's shoulders with his open palms, yelling
 7    2,  69|           his hands upon his wife's shoulders, and, seating himself in
 8    4, 126|         that bind; and its menacing shoulders~The weight of the world
 9    5, 130|          flowed completely over her shoulders; her forehead was low and
10    5, 136|            to be hoisted upon their shoulders and flogged; then, still
11    5, 152|           and even on the heads and shoulders of the guests.~But the lodestone
12    6     |         down her back and adorn her shoulders, or fall over her ears and