The Prophet
Read 'The Prophet' by 'D. H. Lawrence' and provide your summary and literary analysis in the comments section below.
Ah, my darling, when over the purple horizon shall loom
The shrouded mother of a new idea, men hide their faces,
Cry out and fend her off, as she seeks her procreant groom,
Wounding themselves against her, denying her fecund embraces.
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