Many cages round me, Bar on bar Stand grim, forbidding! Ghostly pressures Clutch my heart. I gaze with eyes unseeing— Whereunto may I wander free? Alas, alas! My garden walks lie inwardly! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ON A LUTE FOUND IN A SARCOPHAGUS by EDMUND WILLIAM GOSSE ENVOY: 5. TO MY NAME-CHILD by ROBERT LOUIS STEVENSON AFTER YEARS by JOHANNA AMBROSIUS A SONG OF APPLE-GATHERING by GORDON BOTTOMLEY THE MISSIONARY by CHARLOTTE BRONTE SONNET: OF THE GRAVE OF SELVAGGIA, ON MONTE DELLA SAMBUCA by CINO DA PISTOIA |