Lyric Poem · Love
Primeval my Love for the Woman I Love
by Walt Whitman
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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- Poem
- Primeval my Love for the Woman I Love
- Poet
- Walt Whitman
- Length
- 6 lines
- Form
- Lyric Poem, Short Poems
- Themes
- Love, Short
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- Author record
- Walt Whitman1819–1892
- Source record
- PoetryDBPrimeval my Love for the Woman I Love by walt-whitman, PoetryDB transcription
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- Full text · United States · reviewed 2026-07-18
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