unbegotten

— If care of our descent perplex us most, / Which must be born to certain woe, devour'd / By Death at last—and miserable it is / To be to others cause of misery, / Our own begotten, and of our loins to bring / Into this cursed world a woeful race, / That after wretched life must be at last / Food for so foul a monster—in thy power / It lies, yet ere conception, to prevent / The race unblest, to being yet unbegot.