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Leaves of Grass (1867)
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NOT MY ENEMIES EVER INVADE ME.
NOT my enemies ever invade me—no harm to my pride from
them I fear;
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| But the lovers I recklessly love—lo! how they master me! |
| Lo! me, ever open and helpless, bereft of my strength! |
| Utterly abject, grovelling on the ground before them. |
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