Book, Chapter

1    2,  38| clapped his hands and cried, "Ah me! To think that wine lives
2    4, 119|    find shipwreck everywhere! Ah, but one overwhelmed by
3    4, 119|     all achieve the same end. Ah, but the beasts will mangle
4    4, 124|     to my kingdom the fallen.~Ah, long is it now since my
5    5, 145|   what deformities there are. Ah, what a leg! What arms!
6    6     |     in the rags of indigence.~Ah! But these are not courtesans,
7    6     |      Thy cheeks: poor wretch, ah' poor and   vile: -- ~ He-Concubine,
8    6     |       low sweet laughs which (ah me!) daze~Mine every sense,