Green-ey'd and fell, I know thee well, O beast.
Now let to cred'lous mind thy purpose bend.
'Twas he first set thy curse on me... anon
This em'rald bane his peace shall throughly rend.
Such gentle love did once we share, ere broke
'Twixt us this breach I must assay to mend.
Where lay my fault, I would I could divine…
But pray that heaven may ill fate forfend.
Is't madness, that thus haunts mine ev'ry hour?
That maketh mind to profane pictures tend?
Oh, fancy's fulsome, sweetness seels men's eyes
To veilèd vice! Beshrew this wife and friend,
Who slew my peace… but haply honor may
Return, an love, her life, these hands do end…
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Feminine touch
By Tanisha Agrawal | Dec. 3, 2022When a woman goes through the strenuous ordeal of giving birth, she acquires the feminine power that makes her a mother. The presence of a supportive partner can ease the pain gained along the journey of bearing a child. This poem encourages partners and families to empathize with the pain of mothers. Sharing pain will reduce it, and sharing happiness will increase it.
