The midwife wonder’d and the women cried, “O, Jesus bless us, he is born with teeth!” And so I was, which plainly signified That I should snarl, and bite, and play the dog. Then since the heavens have shap’d my body so, Let hell make crook’d my mind to answer it. I have no brother, I am like no brother; And this word ‘love,’ which greybeards call divine, Be resident in men like one another, And not in me: I am myself alone.
