Landor, not that I doubt your word, br That you had strove with none br At seventy-five and had deferred br To nature and art alone; br It is rather that at thirty-two br From us I see them part br After they served, so sweetly, you- br Yet nature has no heart: br Brother and sister are estranged br By his ambitious lies br For he his sister Helen much deranged- br Outraged her, and put coppers on her eyes.