Victor
B . Neuburg .
THE
CREATION
OF
EVE.
(After
Blake ' s
Picture .)
SOFTLY
she
rises
,
with
a
child
's
clear
eyes
;
The
male
still
sleeps
,
the
god
instructeth
her
Who
,
with
his fellows
,
did
of
late
confer
On
her
,
who
should
complete
this
paradise
;
In
perfect wisdom
he
has made her
rise
;
She
stands
new
-
born
,
the
utmost
worshipper
,
For
in
her
being
's
depths
doth
slowly
stir
The royal
knowledge
:
she
is
wholly
wise
.
The mystic
moon
o'
erhangs
her
,
whence
of
late
The
gods
to
earth
transferred their
charge
,
and she
,
The perfect Mother
of
the
Uncreate
,
Hath
taken
to
her
flesh
,
that
is
to
be
The
way
of
carnal birth
,
the
door
of
fate
Betwixt
the borders
of
Infinity
.
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