I’ve written in pain.
Ye chrysolite crystalline creatures,
Wan watchers the fairest afield,
Stars, and garters, are these my own features
In the merciless mirror revealed?
They are mine, even mine and none other,
And my hands how they slacken and strain!
Oh my sister, my spouse, and my mother!
I’m going insane!
From Miscellaneous Poems, by J. Brunton Stephens.