I Long To Hear The Story Of

You Speak Like A Green Girl / Unsifted In Such Perilous Circumstances.

Anger Is Like A Full Hot Horse, Who Being Allowed His Way, Self-mettle Tires Him.

Beshrew The Heart That Makes My Heart To Groan.

But Wherefore Could Not I Pronounce 'amen'? I Had Most Need Of Blessing, And 'amen' Stuck In My Throat.

O Judgment ! Thou Art Fled To Brutish Beasts, And Men Have Lost Their Reason !