3 1 1: What thoughts had sway over my sister’s slumber
3 1 3: As if they did ten thousand years outnumber
4 30 6: And left it vacant—’twas her brother’s face—
5 47 5: I had a brother once, but he is dead!—
6 24 8: My own sweet sister looked), with joy did quail,
6 31 6: The common blood which ran within our frames,
6 39 6-9:
With such close sympathies, for to each other
Had high and solemn hopes, the gentle might
Of earliest love, and all the thoughts which smother
Cold Evil’s power, now linked a sister and a brother.
6 40 1: And such is Nature’s modesty, that those
8 4 9: Dream ye that God thus builds for man in solitude?
8 5 1: What then is God? Ye mock yourselves and give