HATRED and vengeance,--my eternal portion Scarce can endure delay of execution,-- Wait with impatient readiness to seize my Soul in a moment. Damned below Judas; more abhorred than he was, Who for a few pence sold his holy Master! Twice-betrayed Jesus me, the last delinquent, Deems the profanest. Man disavows, and Deity disowns me, Hell might afford my miseries a shelter; Therefore, Hell keeps her ever-hungry mouths all Bolted against me. Hard lot! encompassed with a thousand dangers; Weary, faint, trembling with a thousand terrors, I'm called, if vanquished! to receive a sentence Worse than Abiram's. Him the vindictive rod of angry Justice Sent quick and howling to the centre headlong; I, fed with judgment, in a fleshly tomb, am Buried above ground. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE BATTLE OF NEW ORLEANS [JANUARY 8, 1815] by THOMAS DUNN ENGLISH TO - (3) by PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEY ON THE DEATH OF THE REV. MR. GEORGE WHITEFIELD, 1770 by PHILLIS WHEATLEY WRITTEN IN MARCH by WILLIAM WORDSWORTH SHADOWS by WILLIAM HERVEY ALLEN JR. |