I Am A Kind Of Burr; I

I Had Rather Be A Kitten And Cry Mew Than One Of These Same Metre Ballet-mongers.

Love Is Merely A Madness.

Bounty, Being Free Itself, Thinks All Others So.

O, I Have Suffered With Those That I Saw Suffer! A Brave Vessel (who Had No Doubt Some Noble Creature In Her) Dashed All To Pieces! O, The Cry Did Knock Against My Very Heart! Poor Souls, They Perished!

I Humbly Do Beseech Of Your Pardon, For Too Much Loving You