Hermocratia named -- save only one -- <br />Twice fifteen births I bore, and buried none; <br />For neither Phoebus pierced my thriving joys, <br />Nor Dian -- she my girls, or he my boys. <br />But Dian rather, when my daughters lay <br />In parturition, chased their pangs away. <br />And all my sons, by Phoebus' bounty, shared <br />A vigorous youth, by sickness unimpair'd. <br />O Niobe! far less prolific! see <br />Thy hoast against Latona shamed by me!<br /><br />William Cowper<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/on-hermocratia-from-the-greek/
