Classic and Contemporary Poetry
OF A BIRD-CAGE, by CAROLINE LINDSAY First Line: A tiny prison built by prisoned hands Last Line: Bend down the latch, and firmly bolt the door! Alternate Author Name(s): Fitzroy, Caroline Subject(s): Birdcages; Prisons & Prisoners; Convicts | ||||||||
One of those made in Germany by convicts sentenced to penal servitude A tiny prison built by prisoned hands To coop some bright-wing'd thing; a mimic cell, Wrought amid sighs by one who knew full well The smart and pressure of enforced bands, When high-soul'd courage failed him to assuage The close-laid torture of a life-locked cage. Perchance he wept his own deep grief and pain. Alas, each day the sun rose high to set In clouds of golden hope! And yet, and yet, Time mattered naught. Him freedom called in vain, As in the future she might beckon it -- That bird now free -- who captive here should sit. Thus with vague sympathy was each space barr'd, Yet none less sure. Here shall the creature eat, Here drink, here restless perch in cold or heat, Setting to melody the sentence hard Fate spells the words of. Plane the cramping floor, Bend down the latch, and firmly bolt the door! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SECULAR GAMES by RICHARD HOWARD WHAT DID YOU SEE? by FANNY HOWE JULIA TUTWILER STATE PRISON FOR WOMEN by ANDREW HUDGINS BOTHWELL: PART 4 by WILLIAM EDMONSTOUNE AYTOUN BOTHWELL: PART 4 by WILLIAM EDMONSTOUNE AYTOUN WORK IN PROGRESS by CHARLES MARTIN THE SUBCULTURE OF THE WRONGLY ACCUSED by THYLIAS MOSS |
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