Part,  Dialogue

 1   1,  1|     flames and arrows in my breast,~For languishing is sweet
 2   1,  3|    unicorn, unto the chaste breast running,~Ignores the snare
 3   1,  3|    to my heart, darts to my breast and snares unto my soul?~
 4   1,  3|     thee much,~That thou my breast dost cleave with noble wound,~
 5   1,  5|    air receives from out my breast~No niggard part of all that
 6   1,  5|    niggard part of all that breast contains;~And from my heart
 7   1,  5|     he sends forth from his breast into the wide air sighs
 8   1,  5|    will gain access to that breast, is not in the ordinary
 9   1,  5|     roots unto the generous breast.~Upon one only object I~
10   1,  5|   ye and closed within that breast,~With moans and sobs and
11   1,  5|     but by two stars in the breast of this enthusiast. Here,~ ./. 
12   2,  1|     of glory is dear to thy breast, these letters of mine will
13   2,  1|    didst entrust~To hostile breast. Oh, careless boy.~Here
14   2,  3|  making itself heard by the breast, broke into these words~
15   2,  3| which breaks forth from the breast.~LIB. Now note the answer
16   2,  4|    the mighty furnace in my breast,~Absorbing first the visual
17   2,  5| they could not find in your breast armed with pride; for they
18   2,  5|  could not be lighted in my breast, by reason of my intractability,