’Tis hard to be broke in upon;
To drounded be, oh foul disgrace,
In awful roars of dreadful base.
And when another female in her vain endeavors,
To fascinate a certain noble man, puts in such quavers,
And trills and warbles with such sickish variation,
It don’t raise her at all in that man’s estimation.
There was 13 verses and Josiah read them all, but I wouldn’t read but 7 of ’em. I don’t like poetry.