Mind Your Speech A Little Lest You

The Tongues Of Mocking Wenches Are As Keen As Is The Razor's Edge Invisible.

What Are You Doing Sister? / Killing Swine.

I Feel It Gone, Yet Know Not When It Left.

I'll Speak In A Monstrous Little Voice.

I Have Been Studying How I May Compare This Prison Where I Live Unto The World; And, For Because The World Is Populous, And Here Is Not A Creature But Myself, I Cannot Do It. Yet I'll Hammer It Out.