Tuesday, April 6, 2010
The Disenthralled Comments
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HE had bowed down to drunkenness,
An abject worshipper:
The pride of manhood's pulse had grown
Too faint and cold to stir;
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7/26/2025 12:28:25 AM # 1.0.0
But nobler is that triumph hour, The disenthralled shall find, When evil passion boweth down, Unto the Godlike mind! Very fine poem. tony