English poem
She Who Is To Come *
by Charlotte Perkins Gilman (1860–1935)
A woman--in so far as she beholdeth Her one Beloved’s face; A mother--with a great heart that enfoldeth The children of the Race; A body, free and strong, with that high beauty That comes of perfect use, is built thereof; A mind where Reason ruleth over Duty, And Justice reigns with Love; A self-poised, royal soul, brave, wise and tender, No longer blind and dumb; A Human Being, of an unknown splendor, Is she who is to come!