Book,  Verse

1     IV,   165|                        Who, loving death, rush in upon the
2      V,   880|             880 In her fond loving heart? Can danger fright~ ~
3     VI,   550|                      550 Or loving couch unites. All things
4    VII,   553| With horror; cold upon each loving heart,~ ~
5     IX,  1234|                         The loving father rose, and tears he
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