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Primeval my Love for the Woman I Love. by Walt Whitman

By Walt Whitman

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PRIMEVAL my love for the woman I love, O bride! O wife! more resistless, more enduring than I can tell, the thought of you! Then separate, as disembodied, the purest born, The ethereal, the last athletic reality, my consolation, I ascend—I float in the regions of your love, O man, O sharer of my roving life.

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"PRIMEVAL my love for the woman I love,..."

"Primeval my Love for the Woman I Love." by Walt Whitman is a deep english poem consisting of 6 lines. This English poem by Walt Whitman demonstrates the timeless power of verse to capture complex human emotions. Beginning with "PRIMEVAL my love for the woman I love, O bride! O wife! more resistless, more enduring than I can te...", this piece explores themes of deep through vivid imagery and emotional resonance. The work invites contemplation on the deeper currents of life, love, and the human condition. Walt Whitman's celebrated body of poetry continues to inspire readers across generations and cultures, and this particular work stands as a powerful example of their artistic vision.

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