We read how Faunus, he the shepheards God, His wife to death whipt with a Mirtle Rod. The Rod (perhaps) was better'd by the name; But had it been of Birch, the death's the same. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...DEATH IN THE KITCHEN by THOMAS HOOD TO A LILY by JAMES MATHEWES LEGARE ASLEEP, ASLEEP; MARTYDOM OF SAINT STEPHEN by LUCY ANN BENNETT A POINT OF VIEW by LETITIA A. BRACE BURNS - EXTEMPORE by ROBERT BURNS |