I never tempted her with word too large,

But, as a brother to his sister, show'd

Bashful sincerity and comely love.

William Shakespeare (1564-1616): Much Ado about Nothing. Act iv. Sc. 1.

Oh thou,

Who chariotest to their dark wintry bed

The winged seeds, where they lie cold and low,

Each like a corpse within its grave, until

Thine azure sister of the spring shall blow

Her clarion o'er the dreaming earth.

Percy Bysshe Shelley (1792-1822): Ode to the West Wind.

A ministering angel shall my sister be.

William Shakespeare (1564-1616): Hamlet. Act v. Sc. 1.

Hark! they whisper; angels say,

Sister spirit, come away!

Alexander Pope (1688-1744): The Dying Christian to his Soul.

O, never say hereafter

But I am truest speaker. You call'd me brother

When I was but your sister.

William Shakespeare (1564-1616): Cymbeline. Act v. Sc. 5.

Then gently scan your brother man,

Still gentler sister woman;

Though they may gang a kennin' wrang,

To step aside is human.

Robert Burns (1759-1796): Address to the Unco Guid.