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William Morris - A Good Knight In Prison
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Wearily, drearily,
   Half the day long,
   Flap the great banners
   High over the stone;
   Strangely and eerily
   Sounds the wind`s song,
   Bending the banner-poles.

   While, all alone,
   Watching the loophole`s spark,
   Lie I, with life all dark,
   Feet tether`d, hands fetter`d
   Fast to the stone,
   The grim walls, square-letter`d
   With prison`d men`s groan.

   Still strain the banner-poles
   Through the wind`s song,
   Westward the banner rolls
   Over my wrong.
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