Hello, I need help analyzing 2 lines from this poem [size=+1]184.[/size] [size=+2]Elizabeth Childers[/size] D[size=-1]UST[/size] of my dust,[size=-2] [/size] And dust with my dust,[size=-2] [/size] O, child who died as you entered the world,[size=-2] [/size] Dead with my death![size=-2] [/size] Not knowing Breath, though you tried so hard,[size=-2] 5[/size] With a heart that beat when you lived with me,[size=-2] [/size] And stopped when you left me for Life.[size=-2] [/size] It is well, my child. For you never traveled[size=-2] [/size] The long, long way that begins with school days,[size=-2] [/size] When little fingers blur under the tears[size=-2] 10[/size] That fall on the crooked letters.[size=-2] [/size] And the earliest wound, when a little mate[size=-2] [/size] Leaves you alone for another;[size=-2] [/size] And sickness, and the face of Fear by the bed;[size=-2] [/size] The death of a father or mother;[size=-2] 15[/size] Or shame for them, or poverty;[size=-2] [/size] The maiden sorrow of school days ended;[size=-2] [/size] And eyeless Nature that makes you drink[size=-2] [/size] From the cup of Love, though you know it’s poisoned;[size=-2] [/size] To whom would your flower-face have been lifted?[size=-2] 20[/size] Botanist, weakling? Cry of what blood to yours?—[size=-2] [/size] Pure or foul, for it makes no matter,[size=-2] [/size] It’s blood that calls to our blood.[size=-2] [/size] And then your children—oh, what might they be?[size=-2] [/size] And what your sorrow? Child! Child![size=-2] 25[/size] Death is better than Life! What do you think is the meaning of: "To whom would your flower-faced have been lifted? Botanist, weakling? Cry of what blood to yours?" Thanks
