Book, Chapter

1    2,  36| displayed, he bared his right arm, adorned with a golden arm-band
2    2,  58|   alighting upon Trimalchio's arm. The whole household cried
3    2,  58|     heavily and bent over his arm as though it had been injured:
4    2,  58|       up his master's bruised arm in white wool instead of
5    2,  67|      a mantle around his left arm, boldly rushed out of doors
6    3,  84|       a mantle around my left arm, I put myself on guard for
7    4, 126|     that no craven this sword arm shall hamper~And take not
8    4, 128|       blood-clotted.~Her left arm she guards with a battle-scarred
9    5, 138| covered my head with my right arm and huddled down upon the