_Filius e feretro matri redditur._ Luc. vii. 15.
Ergone tam subita potuit vice flebilis horror
In natalitia candidus ire toga?
Quos vidi, matris gemitus hos esse dolentis
Credideram; gemitus parturientis erant.
_Her son is delivered to his mother from the bier._
With such quick change could tear-bedew'd Dismay
Give birthday smiles, and walk in white array?
Heard I bereaved mother's wailings wild?
No; the blest cries of one who bears a child! R. WI.