A PrisonerMy Ladylove says, "No". Her face she dooms me not to see In all the world below; In vain I make my longing plea; My Love says firmly, "No". The wide, wide world's a prison cell Because my Love says, "No"; For though I'm free as ocean's swell And winds that blithely blow, A captive, caged, I daily dwell, Because my Love says, "No". Too narrow is the boundless earth The while my Love says, "No"; For though I trace its long, long girth In roaming to and fro, What is my seeming freedom worth, The while my Love says, "No". I'll break all bounds! My Love I'll see!. But then-my Love says, "No". And so, free-born, I am not free In all the world below; And earth's a prison cell to me Because my Love says, "No". |
Quillings In Verse
John Edward Everett
(Smith Center: ___. 1912)
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