Three kinds of Life to her designèd be,
Which perfect these three Powers, in their due season.
The first Life in the mother's womb is spent,
Where She her Nursing Power doth only use;
Where, when She finds defect of nourishment,
Sh' expels her body, and this world She views.
This, we call Birth! but if the child could speak,
He, Death would call it! and of Nature, 'plain
That She should thrust him out naked and weak;
And in his passage, pinch him with such pain.