Book, Chapter

 1    2,  60|      cervical" -- something soft for the neck -- a piece
 2    2,  70|   bear? The last course was soft cheese, new wine boiled
 3    3,  83| Gods, that purple night~How soft the couch! And we, embracing
 4    5, 139|   Of lowly wheel. For honey soft, a bowl;~Platters of green
 5    5, 139|    cottage. Service berries soft,~Entwined in fragrant wreaths
 6    5, 148| stand when she rouses it by soft accents of love, and delicate
 7    5, 153|     hapless girl 'neath her soft vestment, and forgotten --
 8    5, 160| their little straps were as soft as wool. If you went looking
 9    5, 160|  dying vibration, quick and soft as the wing flutterings
10    6     |   only rendered her adorers soft and effeminate. In the Dialogue