Sarah Purfoy was in league with the convicts--was herself the wife or mistress of one of them. She had come on board armed with a plot for his release, and this plot was about to be put in execution.

[This ant] I ſuffered to lye above an hour in the Spirit; and after I had taken it out, and put its body and legs into a natural poſture, remained moveleſs about an hour; but then , upon a ſudden, as if it had been awaken out of a drunken ſleep, it ſuddenly reviv'd and ran away...

Foot it featly here and there; / And, sweet sprites, the burden bear.

tender expressions; tender expostulations; a tender strain