Tis A Cruelty To Load A Fallen

O England! Model To Thy Inward Greatness, Like Little Body With A Might Heart.

Do You Not Know I Am A Woman? When I Think, I Must Speak.

I See That The Fashion Wears Out More Apparel Than The Man.

Be Merry; You Have Cause, So Have We All, Of Joy; For Our Escape Is Much Beyond Our Loss . . . . Then Wisely Weigh Our Sorrow With Our Comfort.

Things Sweet To Taste Prove In Digestion Sour.