The Thraldom

I came, I saw, and was undone;

Lightning did through my bones and marrow run;

A pointed pain pierc’d deep my heart;

A swift cold trembling seiz’d on every part;

My head turn’d round, nor could it bear

The poison that was enter’d there.

So a destroying angel’s breath

Blows-in the plague, and with it hasty death;

Such was the pain, did so begin,

To the poor wretch, when Legion enter’d in.

“Forgive me, God!” I cry’d; for I

Flatter’d myself I was to die.

But quickly to my cost I found,

‘T was cruel Love, not Death, had made the wound;

Death a more generous rage does use;

Quarter to all he conquers does refuse:

Whilst Love with barbarous mercy saves

The vanquish’d lives, to make them slaves.

I am thy slave then; let me know,

Hard master! the great task I have to do:

Who pride and scorn do undergo.

In tempests and rough seas thy galleys row;

They pant, and groan, and sigh; but find

Their sighs increase the angry wind.

Like an Egyptian tyrant, some

Thou weariest out in building but a tomb;

Others, with sad and tedious art,

Labour i’ th’ quarries of a stony heart:

Of all the works thou dost assign

To all the several slaves of thine,

Employ me, mighty Love! to dig the mine.

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• Robert Burns: A Poet’s Welcome To His Love-Begotten Daughter: The First Instance That Entitled Him To The Venerable Appellation Of Father by Robert Burns
• Robert Burns: Epistle To John Rankine: Enclosing Some Poems by Robert Burns
• Robert Burns: Reply To An Announcement By J. Rankine: On His Writing To The Poet, That A Girl In That Part Of The Country Was With A Child To Him. by Robert Burns
• Robert Burns: Ballad On The American War: by Robert Burns
• Robert Burns Country: In The Character Of A Ruined Farmer: by Robert Burns
• Robert Burns: On My Ever Honoured Father: by Robert Burns
• Robert Burns: On My Own Friend And My Father’s Friend, Wm. Muir In Tarbolton Mill: by Robert Burns
• Robert Burns: On James Grieve, Laird Of Boghead, Tarbolton : by Robert Burns
• Robert Burns: Epitaph On Wm. Hood, Senr., In Tarbolton: by Robert Burns
• Robert Burns: Remorse: Fragment by Robert Burns
• Robert Burns: Wha Is That At My Bower-Door: by Robert Burns
• Robert Burns: Green Grow The Rashes: A Fragment by Robert Burns
• Robert Burns: My Nanie, O: by Robert Burns
• Robert Burns: Song Composed In August: by Robert Burns
• Robert Burns: The Rigs O’ Barley: by Robert Burns
• Robert Burns: I Dream’d I Lay: by Robert Burns
• Robert Burns: Poor Mailie’s Elegy: by Robert Burns
• Robert Burns: Death And Dying Words Of Poor Mailie, The Author’s Only Pet Yowe., The. An Unco Mournfu’ Tale: by Robert Burns
• Robert Burns: John Barleycorn: A Ballad : by Robert Burns
• Robert Burns: My Father Was A Farmer: by Robert Burns

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