What A Terrible Era In Which Idiots

In Scorn Of Nature, Art Gave Lifeless Life.

You Take My Life When You Do Take The Means Whereby I Live

Home-keeping Youth Have Ever Homely Wits.

Alas, I Am A Woman Friendless, Hopeless!

I Am A True Laborer: I Earn That I Eat, Get That I Wear, Owe No Man Hate, Envy No Man's Happiness, Glad Of Other Men's Good, Content With My Harm.