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U NC OL L E C T E D A N D O T H E R P OE M S | 149 On the ghastly fate Of the San Francisco hen. (Impress, 26 January 1895, 5) In Re “Andromaniacs”19 Parkhurst says that woman is superior, Man, her son, confessedly inferior; That Scripture prove her excellence interior— “God’s favorite sex” is she; Pray forgive the scientific quierier Who asks how that can be. He says ’tis not in the body or the mind of her, But an element constituent in all that you can find of her, Not to see it is obdurate and blind of her; Stupid as can be; She is queen because of it—truly, more than kind of her! Queen of man is she. She is best, because of femininity. Man, poor wretch, has only masculinity. Here stands forth this servant of the Trinity To show which God prefers— The crowns and palms and prizes of infinity Undoubtedly are hers. Still poor man may rule the world and fight in it, Teach and preach and hold his little light in it, Toil and plan that living may be bright in it, All for the sake of love; She has only to keep from any right in it, To hold her place above. (Impress, 2 February 1895, 4) My Cyclamen A little dull brown bulb from somewhere, And out of its heart, For days and months together, With never a thought for time or weather, The white buds start. Great green lovely leaves surround it, Shaped like a heart, Large green leaves with purple under, And when they fall—the living wonder!— Fair new ones start. ...

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