Many unwise sages say desire is low,
That want corrupts a pure mind’s easy flow,
That angels fell, and Eve lost her good place,
Desiring pleasure in expected taste.
But they are wrong, these dunces of the mind;
Yea, wrong and brutal, traitors of mankind!
Desiring is a virtuous, living height,
Affirming will and action, hearing, sight.
From judgment it arises, blossoms whole,
Fills up the tingling body and the soul,
Seeks mental guidance, integrated plan,
Asks full incorporation with one aim—
To be that perfect woman and pure man
Who lives to love, and loves to live, a-flame!

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