A Father of Women, and other poems
                        
                     
                                                         
                
                    A Father of Women, and other poems
                                            
                            By Alice Meynell
                            
                                1 Jan, 2020                            
                            
                         
                                        
                                                                        Our father works in us,
The daughters of his manhood.  Not undone
Is he, not wasted, though transmuted thus,
      And though he left no son.
      Therefore on him I cry
To arm me: “For my delicate mind a casque,
A breastplat
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                                                Our father works in us,
The daughters of his manhood.  Not undone
Is he, not wasted, though transmuted thus,
      And though he left no son.
      Therefore on him I cry
To arm me: “For my delicate mind a casque,
A breastplate for my heart, courage to die,
      Of thee, captain, I ask. Less