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.

Poet: Walt Whitman
Poem: 23. Not My Enemies Ever Invade Me.
Volume: Leaves of Grass
- 22. Gathered Leaves
Year: Published/Written in 1900
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