All night, through the eternity of night, Pain was my portion though I could not feel. Deep in my humbled heart you ground your heel, Till I was reft of even my inner light, Till reason from my mind had taken flight, And all my world went whirling in a reel. And all my swarthy strength turned cold like steel, A passive mass beneath your puny might. Last night I gave you triumph over me, So I should be myself as once before, I marveled at your shallow mystery, And haunted hungrily your temple door. I gave you sum and substance to be free, Oh, you shall never triumph any more! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...DEATH SNIPS PROUD MEN by CARL SANDBURG THE SEALS IN PENOBSCOT BAY by KAREN SWENSON SONG OF MARION'S MEN by WILLIAM CULLEN BRYANT NEGRO by JAMES LANGSTON HUGHES AGAMEMNON: THE BEACONS by AESCHYLUS A DEDICATION by EDMUND JOHN ARMSTRONG |