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 !