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TO ALTHEA FROM PRISON

When Love with unconfinéd wings Hovers within my gates, And my divine Althea brings To whisper at the grates; When I he tangled in her hair And fetter’d to her eye, The birds that wanton in the air Know no such liberty.
When flowing cups run swiftly roundWith no allaying Thames, Our careless heads with roses crown’d, Our hearts with loyal flames; When thirsty grief in wine we steep,When healths and draughts go free— Fishes that tipple in the deep Know no such liberty.
When, linnet-like confinéd, I With shriller throat shall sing The sweetness, mercy, majesty And glories of my King; When I shall voice aloud how good He is, how great should be, Enlargéd winds, that curl the flood,Know no such liberty.
Stone walls do not a prison make, Nor iron bars a cage; Minds innocent and quiet takeThat for an hermitage: If I have freedom in my love And in my soul am free, Angels alone, that soar above,Enjoy such liberty. Colonel Lovelace
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