Unfolded Out of the Folds by Walt Whitman

UNFOLDED out of the folds of the woman, man comes unfolded, and is always to come unfolded;

Unfolded only out of the superbest woman of the earth, is to come the superbest man of the earth;

Unfolded out of the friendliest woman, is to come the friendliest man;

Unfolded only out of the perfect body of a woman, can a man be formed of perfect body;

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July 21, 2009 · Posted in Sympathy Poems  
    

To Eva by Ralph Waldo Emerson.

O Fair and stately maid, whose eye
Was kindled in the upper sky
At the same torch that lighted mine;
For so I must interpret still
Thy sweet dominion o’er my will,
A sympathy divine.

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July 9, 2009 · Posted in Sympathy Poems  
    

The Boston Athenaeum by Amy Lowell.

Thou dear and well-loved haunt of happy hours,
How often in some distant gallery,
Gained by a little painful spiral stair,
Far from the halls and corridors where throng
The crowd of casual readers, have I passed
Long, peaceful hours seated on the floor
Of some retired nook, all lined with books,
Where reverie and quiet reign supreme!
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July 8, 2009 · Posted in Sympathy Poems  
    

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