Book, Chapter

1    1,   7|     way can they secure their ends, save by setting snares
2    2,  66|       attend to some odds and ends of business and I seized
3    2,  77|     knees, tried to touch the ends of their toes by bending
4    3,  93|  their dreams~To death, which ends all. Still another takes
5    3,  96|    stop at naught to gain our ends!~(Our philosopher began
6    4, 103|  starts, or they where sunset ends!~A new Ulysses treads on
7    4, 106|       as baggage, leaving the ends somewhat open, of course,
8    4, 109|     upon us with their rope's ends. For my part, I endured
9    4, 117| ardently he tried to gain his ends, but all in vain, till at