Richard Lovelace: To Althea, from Prison
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To Althea, from Prison

1618-1658


WHEN Love with unconfined wings
         Hovers within my gates,
And my divine Althea brings
         To whisper at the grates;
When I lie 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 round
         With no allaying Thames,
Our careless heads with roses bound,
         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, like committed linnets, 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,
Enlarged 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 take
         That for an hermitage;
If I have freedom in my love
         And in my soul am free,
Angels alone, that soar above,
         Enjoy such liberty.


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