by Abraham Cowley (1618 - 1667)
I came, I saw, and was undone
Language: English
I came, I saw, and was undone; Lightning did thro' my bones and marrow run; A pointed pain pierc'd deep my heart, A swift cold trembling siez'd on ev'ry part; My head turn'd round, nor could it hear The poison that was enter'd there. So a destroying angel's breath Blows in the plague and with it hasty Death; Such was the pain did so begin, To the poor wretch when Legion enter'd in, "Forgive me, God," I cry'd, for I Flatter'd myself I was to die; But quickly to my cost I found 'Twas cruel Love, not Death had made the wound; Death a more gen'rous rage does use, Quarter to all he conquers does refuse, Whilst Love with barbarous mercy saves The vanquish'd lives to make them slaves. I am thy slave, then let me know, Hard master, the great task I have to do; Who pride and scorn do undergo, In tempests and rough seas thy gallies row, They pant, and groan, and sigh, but find Their sighs increase the angry wind. Like an Egyptian tyrand, some Thou weariest out in building but a tomb; Other with sad and tedious art Labour i' the quarries of a stony heart. Of all the works thou dost assign To all the sev'ral slaves of thine, Employ me, mighty Love, to dig the mine.
Authorship:
- by Abraham Cowley (1618 - 1667) [author's text not yet checked against a primary source]
Musical settings (art songs, Lieder, mélodies, (etc.), choral pieces, and other vocal works set to this text), listed by composer (not necessarily exhaustive):
- by Henry Purcell (1658/9 - 1695), "I came, I saw, and was undone", subtitle: "The Thraldom", Z. 375, published c1685. [text verified 1 time]
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This text was added to the website between May 1995 and September 2003.
Line count: 31
Word count: 223