Anon Out Of The Earth

But Oh! As To Embrace Me She Inclin'd, I Wak'd, She Fled, And Day Brought Back My Night.

Goodness Thinks No Ill Where No Ill Seems.

Where All Life Dies Death Lives.

Hell Has No Benefits, Only Torture.

Enjoy Your Dear Wit And Gay Rhetoric, That Hath So Well Been Taught Her Dazzling Fence.