Book, Chapter

 1    2,  34|     each door-post; one, if my memory serves me, was inscribed,~
 2    2,  53|       and he said, "Since your memory's so short, you can gut
 3    2,  60|      which have now escaped my memory.~
 4    2,  70|     can," answered he, "for my memory's so good that I often forget
 5    3, 101|      feet, begging him, by the memory of our friendship and our
 6    4, 114|        occurred within his own memory, whereupon, as we all turned
 7    4, 117|       the woman." No doubt the memory of Hedyle haunted his mind,
 8    5, 154| ambition of perpetuating their memory, they affect to multiply
 9    5, 154|      are ready to execrate the memory of Semiramis for the cruel
10    5, 156|        men, he will detest the memory of Semiramis, that ancient