tRUE genius, but true deny
ture h a manly scorn
And break as worn
By ivity?
A revolted cry
Is sobbed in by a womans voice forlorn, _
ter, all unshorn
Floats back disrength in agony
Disproving thy mans name: and while before
t in a poet-fire,
e see t beat evermore
t purer, , and higher,
till God unsex the heavenly shore
e spirits purely aspire !