And to my cost already find
Worse Plagues than those I left behind.
Another time, being disturbed in his sleep, the factor finds that in an adjoining room,—
... a jolly Female Crew
Were Deep engaged in Lanctie Loo.
Soon quarreling over their cards, the planters’ wives fall into abuse, and one says scornfully to the other:—
... tho now so brave,
I knew you late a Four Years Slave,
What if for planters wife you go,
Nature designed you for the Hoe.