Walt Whitman

Not my Enemies Ever Invade Me

NOT my enemies ever invade me—no harm to my pride from
        them I fear;
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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