Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE TRIUMVIRATE, by ELIZABETH THOMAS First Line: Oh! Wondrous force of sympathy Last Line: May cry at sight, ''tis very he!' Subject(s): Birth; Child Birth; Midwifery | ||||||||
OH! wondrous force of sympathy, Where three unite in harmony; Where master with the maid combines, And mistress with them issue joins; Where all unanimous agree To club for future progeny. Ah! may the household gods adorn This happy infant, yet unborn, With mother's cleanliness and air (A stately, silly, tattered fair); The mistress' form may it partake, Her awkward mien and clumsy make, Her broken mouth, her Judas grin, And all the fiend which reigns within. But Daddy's lines! oh, let the face Reflect, with such expressive grace! That all who shall this infant see May cry at sight, ''Tis very he!' | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...WHY I AM AFRAID OF TURNING THE PAGE by CATE MARVIN ACCIDENTS OF BIRTH by WILLIAM MEREDITH ONE FOR ALL NEWBORNS by THYLIAS MOSS CURRICULUM VITAE by LISEL MUELLER FOUND IN THE CABBAGE PATCH by LISEL MUELLER A NEW LITANY, OCCASIONED BY AN INVITATION TO A WEDDING by ELIZABETH THOMAS EPISTLE TO CLEMENA. OCCASIONED BY AN ARGUMENT AGAINST THE AUTHOR by ELIZABETH THOMAS MIDNIGHT THOUGHT (ON THE DEATH OF MRS. E.H. & HER DAUGHTER) by ELIZABETH THOMAS |
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