I Will Not Allow My Daughters To

Among Unequals What Society Can Sort, What Harmony, Or True Delight?

Or Bid The Soul Of Orpheus Sing Such Notes As, Warbled To The String, Drew Iron Tears Down Pluto's Cheek.

In God's Intention, A Meet And Happy Conversation Is The Chiefest And Noblest End Of Marriage.

Awake, Arise Or Be For Ever Fall’n.

From Restless Thoughts, That, Like A Deadly Swarm Of Hornets Arm'd, No Sooner Found Alone, But Rush Upon Me Thronging.