Oh Mrs. Fry! Why go to Newgate? Why

Preach to poor rogues? And wherefore not begin

With Carlton, or with other houses? Try

Your hand at hardened and imperial Sin.

To mend the People's an absurdity,

A jargon, a mere philanthropic din,

Unless you make their betters better:—Fie!

I thought you had more religion, Mrs. Fry.