O woman-country! wooed not wed, Loved all the more by earth's male-lands, Laid to their hearts instead.
Robert BrowningThen welcome each rebuff That turns earth's smoothness rough, Each sting that bids nor sit nor stand, but go! Be our joys three-parts pain! Strive, and hold cheap the strain; Learn, nor account the pang; dare, never grudge the throe!
Robert Browning