The birth might either flash or fright succeed,
But neither, sure, were causes of the deed.
That Shelley left us, it is very true—
That sickness found me, I confess it too;
But that the one was cause, and one effect,
Is a conceit I utterly reject. 290
You may, my Friend, demonstrate, if you please,
That disappointment will bring on disease;
But, if it should, I would be glad to know
If ’tis a quinsy that such griefs bestow?