I Scorn You, Scurvy Companion.

Alas, I Am A Woman Friendless, Hopeless!

Too Nice, And Yet Too True!

Lady, You Are The Cruel'st She Alive If You Will Lead These Graces To The Grave And Leave The World No Copy.

I Feel Within Me A Peace Above All Earthly Dignities, A Still And Quiet Conscience.

That Island Of England Breeds Very Valiant Creatures; Their Mastiffs Are Of Unmatchable Courage.