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From "Feeding-Pieces"

And like a snow-peak, misted in her nightdress,
He grabbing a bank, white with robes,
She milks her baby silent, towers in the distance
While he shudders to the teat. High shines the moon,
And the father on the stairs stands at her feet.

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