A. That was the mortifying plan, and surely it was right.

Q. But did you not keep something back, or did you tell the whole?

A. I told it all, however black—I fully freed my soul.

Q. Do you expect to persevere, and ev'ry evil shun?

A. My daily cross I mean to bear, until the work is done.

Q. Well, is it now your full intent all damage to restore?

A. If any man I've wrong'd a cent, I'll freely give him four.

Q. And what is now the greatest foe with which you mean to war?

A. The cursed flesh—'tis that, you know, all faithful souls abhor.

Q. Have you none of its sly deceit now lurking in your breast?