Say, What Abridgement Have You For This

Un-thread The Rude Eye Of Rebellion, And Welcome Home Again Discarded Faith.

Do You Not Know I Am A Woman? When I Think, I Must Speak.

Then Know, That I Have Little Wealth To Lose. A Man I Am, Crossed With Adversity; My Riches Are These Poor Habiliments, Of Which If You Should Here Disfurnish Me, You Take The Sum And Substance That I Have.

The Bashful Virgin's Sidelong Looks Of Love, The Matron's Glance That Would Those Looks Reprove.

Friendship Is Full Of Dregs.