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No Rack can torture me --
My Soul -- at Liberty --
Behind this mortal Bone
There knits a bolder One --

You cannot prick with saw --
Nor pierce with Scimitar --
Two Bodies -- therefore be --
Bind One -- The Other fly --

The Eagle of his Nest
No easier divest --
And gain the Sky
Than mayest Thou --

Except Thyself may be
Thine Enemy --
Captivity is Consciousness --
So's Liberty.

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