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.
Walt Whitman
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/not-my-enemies-ever-invade-me/
