Book, Chapter

 1  Int,   3|        stuff of which literary success in fiction is made. One
 2    3,  84|      upon myself. Flushed with success, Ascyltos marched out with
 3    3, 101|   entertained greater hopes of success, because he found the doors
 4    4, 106|   which holds out any hopes of success, but to throw away life
 5    5, 129|     and Eumolpus, flushed with success so far forgot the former
 6    5, 143|       who, in the arrogance of success, had put on the manner of
 7    5, 143|        and rallied me upon the success of my love affairs, praising
 8    5, 145| legislation has never proved a success in repressing vice and the
 9    5, 145|   lines met with little better success than have those of more
10    6     |    pursue that profession with success, when one considers that