'To kill myself,' quoth she, 'alack, what were it, (1157)
But with my body my poor soul's pollution? (1158)
They that lose half with greater patience bear it (1159)
Than they whose whole is swallow'd in confusion. (1160)
That mother tries a merciless conclusion
Who, having two sweet babes, when death takes one, (1162)
Will slay the other and be nurse to none.