Agr. True; but ’twas never mine; I made escape.
They that would lock us up in idleness,
Shut us from all affairs, treat us as dolls
Appointed for their pleasure; these but make it
The easier for a woman with a will
To have her way. Life lacks machinery
To thwart us. Had I been a man, methinks
I had done as well, but never with the means
I have used. Nay, nay, ’tis easy for a woman,
Be she but quick and brave, to have her will.