'Whether it was owing to her own Desire, or the Envy of those who survived her, I know not; but of her various and beautiful Writings, except one poem of her's in Mrs [italics] Barber [end italics]'s Works; Ii have never seen any published; 'tis true, as her turn was chiefly to philosophical or divine Subjects, they might not be agreeable to the present Taste; yet could her heavenly Muse descend from its sublime height to the easy epistolary Stile, and suit itself to my then gay Disposition' [Pilkington then reproduces two poems by Constantia Grierson]