Fall sick die. The privilege
of being the little hope of
recovery. The ship bruised &
bows the women children the men
constantly chained two & two; each pair
ascend, solute this state, them being of change
being made to jump in their chains & this, by
friends, is called dancing. Carrying this human
flesh will appear rather a fiction than a real
representation of a ship. A humane man
would will the scar to be described.