Soul.
\nO, WHO shall from this dungeon raise
\nA soul enslaved so many ways ?
\nWith bolts of bones, that fettered stands
\nIn feet, and manacled in hands ;
\nHere blinded with an eye, and there
\nDeaf with the drumming of an ear ;
\nA soul hung up, as ’twere, in chains
\nOf nerves, and arteries, and veins ;
\nTortured, besides each other part,
\nIn a vain head, and double heart ? <\/p>\n
Body.
\nO, who shall me deliver whole,
\nFrom bonds of this tyrannic soul ?
\nWhich, stretched upright, impales me so
\nThat mine own precipice I go ;
\nAnd warms and moves this needless frame,
\n(A fever could but do the same),
\nAnd, wanting where its spite to try,
\nHas made me live to let me die
\nA body that could never rest,
\nSince this ill spirit it possessed. <\/p>\n
Soul.
\nWhat magic could me thus confine
\nWithin another’s grief to pine ?
\nWhere, whatsoever it complain,
\nI feel, that cannot feel, the pain ;
\nAnd all my care itself employs,
\nThat to preserve which me destroys ;
\nConstrained not only to endure
\nDiseases, but, what’s worse, the cure ;
\nAnd, ready oft the port to gain,
\nAm shipwrecked into health again.<\/p>\n
Body.
\nBut Physic yet could never reach
\nThe maladies thou me dost teach ;
\nWhom first the cramp of hope does tear,
\nAnd then the palsy shakes of fear ;
\nThe pestilence of love does heat,
\nOr hatred’s hidden ulcer eat ;
\nJoy’s cheerful madness does perplex,
\nOr sorrow’s other madness vex ;
\nWhich knowledge forces me to know,
\nAnd memory will not forego ;
\nWhat but a soul could have the wit
\nTo build me up for sin so fit ?
\nSo architects do square and hew
\nGreen trees that in the forest grew.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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