Book, Chapter

 1    1,  30|       the satyrion which I had drunk only a little while before
 2    2,  56|      Trimalchio was just about drunk. "Why hasn't one of you
 3    2,  69|       great curiosity. Already drunk and wearing several wreaths,
 4    2,  82|       when Trimalchio, beastly drunk by now, bethought himself
 5    3,  83|      addition to this, we were drunk and unfamiliar with the
 6    3,  87|        The wily sycophant lies drunk on purple counterpanes,~
 7    3,  99| wallowing as we were, "Are you drunk," he demanded, "or are you
 8    4, 113|         who was himself almost drunk, was seized with the notion
 9    5, 160|       the stage was considered drunk or dissolute. That the dance
10    5, 160|      cannot dance unless he is drunk or insane."~Probably the
11    6     |      scene. Encolpius, who had drunk an aphrodisiacal beverage,