Our Milton worshipp’d. Blessed hopes! Awhile
From man withheld, even to the latter days
When Christ shall come, and all things be fulfill’d!
Robert Southey.
Inscription.
For the Door of the Cell in Newgate where Mrs. Brownrigg, the ’Prentice-cide, was confined previous to her Execution.
For one long term, or ere her trial came,
Here Brownrigg linger’d. Often have these cells
Echoed her blasphemies, as with shrill voice
She scream’d for fresh Geneva. Not to her