Break through the ingrained centuriesrutted curve That joins me to the acts I cannot cease, Chains hardly shored that forge with new-found strength And bind me to the fate I would escape.
Pass before me shades of promises Unkept, decisions dead, a panoply Of plans remembered, realized not until A door shall open baring all desire.
Accept these walls we must, yet somehow know Thine hour shall sweepthe dark millenniums, Assure the course of theworld's erratic stream Unwind the shrouds and lift the pall of night.
A pointless parody ofself I sink Inexorably drawn to the abyss, The Help forestalled byblocks ingeniously hewn Of confusion and the obstinate role of fear.
This point reached the gaping hole yawns forth A drag upon the spirit's purity Embarked am I upon a sea of black And all the moment's struggle cannot free.
Here change, the rapid wonder-bird,takes wing But I a fallen cripple stumble on Repeating past indulgences in moulds Ever the same, dancing the futile round.
Poems Undated (1727)
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