Author Leigh Hunt A SLAVE was I, a shape uneven, A pauper, and the friend of heaven. Another A SLAVE was I, with soul and shape at odds, Poor, and beloved of the immortal gods. Tags Short Poems Rate this poem Select ratingGive it 1/5Give it 2/5Give it 3/5Give it 4/5Give it 5/5 No votes yet Rate Log in or register to post comments