Could I but ride indefinite As doth the Meadow Bee And visit only where I liked And No one visit me And flirt all Day with Buttercups And marry whom I may And dwell a little everywhere Or better, run away With no Police to follow Or chase Him if He do Till He should jump Peninsulas To get away from me - I said "But just to be a Bee" Upon a Raft of Air And row in Nowhere all Day long And anchor "off the Bar" What Liberty! So Captives deem Who tight in Dungeons are. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE LITTLE BOY FOUND, FR. SONGS OF INNOCENCE by WILLIAM BLAKE THE SHEPHERD BOY'S SONG, FR. THE PILGRIM'S PROGRESS by JOHN BUNYAN HEALTHFUL OLD AGE, FR. AS YOU LIKE IT by WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE PEARLS OF THE FAITH: 85. AL-MUKSIT by EDWIN ARNOLD TO HIS DEAR FRIEND MR. JOHN EMELY by WILLIAM BOSWORTH THORALF AND SYNNOV by HJALMAR HJORTH BOYESEN PROVERBIAL PHILOSOPHY: OF READING by CHARLES STUART CALVERLEY |