Alas! a woman that attempts the pen Such an intruder on the rights of men, Such presumptuous creature is esteemed The fault can by no virtue be redeemed.
Every hand and every hour should be devoted to rescue the world from its insanity of guilt, and to assuage the pangs of human hearts with balm and anodyne. To pity distress is but human; to relieve it is Godlike.
