Against the more than ready mother-breast,—
The love that comes of giving and of care.
Motherhood: Nursing with her heart-warm milk,
Fighting to death all danger to her young,
Hunting for food for little ones half-weaned,
Teaching them how to hunt and fight in turn,—
Then loving not till the new litter came.
Motherhood: When the little savage grew
Tall at his mother’s side, and learned to feel
Some mother even in his father’s heart,