What need we marry Women, when Without their use we may have men? And such as will in short time be, For murder fit, or mutinie; As Cadmus once a new way found, By throwing teeth into the ground: (From which poore seed, and rudely sown) Sprung up a War-like Nation. So let us Yron, Silver, Gold, Brasse, Leade, or Tinne, throw into th' mould; And we shall see in little space Rise up of men, a fighting race. If this can be, say then, what need Have we of Women or their seed? | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...EPISTLE TO SIR ROBERT WALPOLE (1) by HENRY FIELDING THE CRY by ABBIE FARWELL BROWN HUGH STUART BOYD: LEGACIES by ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING OSCAR OF ALVA by GEORGE GORDON BYRON TOWARDS DEMOCRACY: PART 3. O THOU WHOSE FORM by EDWARD CARPENTER |