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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• When Lilacs Last in the Door-yard Bloom’d. by Walt Whitman by Walt Whitman
• When I read the Book. by Walt Whitman by Walt Whitman
• When I peruse the Conquer’d Fame. by Walt Whitman by Walt Whitman
• When I heard the Learn’d Astronomer. by Walt Whitman by Walt Whitman
• When I heard at the Close of the Day. by Walt Whitman by Walt Whitman
• What think You I take my Pen in Hand? by Walt Whitman by Walt Whitman
• What Place is Besieged? by Walt Whitman by Walt Whitman
• What General has a Good Army. by Walt Whitman by Walt Whitman
• What Best I See In Thee. by Walt Whitman by Walt Whitman
• What am I, After All? by Walt Whitman by Walt Whitman
• We Two—How Long We were Fool’d. by Walt Whitman by Walt Whitman
• We Two Boys Together Clinging. by Walt Whitman by Walt Whitman
• Visor’d. by Walt Whitman by Walt Whitman
• Vigil Strange I Kept on the Field. by Walt Whitman by Walt Whitman
• Turn, O Libertad. by Walt Whitman by Walt Whitman
• To You. by Walt Whitman by Walt Whitman
• To Thee, Old Cause! by Walt Whitman by Walt Whitman
• To the Garden the World. by Walt Whitman by Walt Whitman
• To One Shortly to Die. by Walt Whitman by Walt Whitman
• To Him that was Crucified. by Walt Whitman by Walt Whitman

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