Brothers and sisters I have many: br Though I know there is not any br Of them but I love, yet I br Will just name them all; and try br If there be one a little more br Loved by me than all the rest. br Yes; I do think, that I love best br My brother Henry, because he br Has always been most fond of me. br Yet, to be sure, there's Isabel; br I think I love her quite as well. br And, I assure you, little Ann, br No brother nor no sister can br Be more dear to me than she. br Only I must say, Emily, br Being the eldest, it's right her br To all the rest I should prefer. br Yet after all I've said, suppose br My greatest favourite should be Rose. br No, John and Paul are both more dear br To me than Rose, that's always here, br While they are half the year at school; br And yet that neither is no rule. br I've named them all, there's only seven; br I find my love to all so even, br To every sister, every brother, br I love not one more than another.