Part, Chapter

 1   1, 6|  everyone else follows them! So dead is our faith that we desire
 2   1, 4|    husband or brother or son is dead and he comes back to her
 3   1, 3|    swoon, it might be taken for dead. Oh, the secrets of God!
 4   2, 2|        which it feeds, it is as dead. The silkworms feed on the
 5   2, 4|         the remedies for a soul dead in negligences and sins
 6   2, 8|      state of prayer, and quite dead to the world, it comes out
 7   3, 8|   though all other hopes may be dead, this spark of certainty
 8   4, 4|       we might describe them as dead, and the senses are so as
 9   5, 7|    clear that the person is not dead, though for a few moments
10   7, 9|          though the will is not dead, the fire which habitually
11   9, 8| imagination: but this will be a dead image by comparison with
12   1, 2|         events I may perhaps be dead when this comes to be seen.