Calcutta nr. 336
By your oppression I have become from a knight a pawn
When I abandon the game of bishop & king
My rook is taken by yours and I am checkmated
But helpless Pieces of the Game He plays
Upon this Chequer-board of Nights and Days;
Hither and thither moves, and checks, and slays,
And one by one back in the Closet lays.
The queen didst thou move; woe-drunken I straight became
And thy cruelties' pawn, from a knight I was late, became;
Then, when of the game of bishop and king I despaired,
I castled, alack! and incontinent mate became.
The queen moved, I became disconsolate,
By harshness fell from knight's to pawn's estate.
Then when I tired of king and bishop's game.
Rook to thy rook I place .... and so, checkmate!