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Thomas R. Lounsbury, ed. (1838–1915). Yale Book of American Verse. 1912.

Ralph Waldo Emerson 1803–1882

Ralph Waldo Emerson

41 To Eva

O FAIR and stately maid, whose eyes

Were kindled in the upper skies

At the same torch that lighted mine;

For so I must interpret still

Thy sweet dominion o’er my will,

A sympathy divine.

Ah! let me blameless gaze upon

Features that seem at heart my own;

Nor fear those watchful sentinels,

Who charm the more their glance forbids,

Chaste-glowing, underneath their lids,

With fire that draws while it repels.