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,...
Reuben Apsley. By the author of Brambletye house - Page 279
by Horace Smith - 1827
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