"And a bird-cage, sir," said Sam. "Veels vithin veels, a prison
in a prison."

"And a bird-cage, sir," said Sam. "Veels vithin veels, a prison
in a prison."

In durance vile.

In durance vile.

Whene'er with haggard eyes I view
This dungeon that I'm rotting in,
I think of those companions read more

Whene'er with haggard eyes I view
This dungeon that I'm rotting in,
I think of those companions true
Who studied with me at the U-
Niversity of Gottingen.
- George Canning, Song--Of One Eleven Years in Prison,

And as for their appearances, they four had one likeness, as if a
wheel had been in the midst read more

And as for their appearances, they four had one likeness, as if a
wheel had been in the midst of a wheel.

Prison'd in a parlour snug and small,
Like bottled wasps upon a southern wall.

Prison'd in a parlour snug and small,
Like bottled wasps upon a southern wall.

I have been studying how I may compare
This prison where I live unto the world;
And, read more

I have been studying how I may compare
This prison where I live unto the world;
And, for because the world is populous,
And here is not a creature but myself,
I cannot do it. Yet I'll hammer it out.

That which the world miscalls a jail,
A private closet is to me.
. . . .
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That which the world miscalls a jail,
A private closet is to me.
. . . .
Locks, bars, and solitude together met,
Make me no prisoner, but an anchoret.

In durance vile here must I wake and weep,
And all my frowsy couch in sorrow steep.

In durance vile here must I wake and weep,
And all my frowsy couch in sorrow steep.

Stone walls do not a prison make,
Nor iron bars a cage,
Minds innocent and quiet take
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Stone walls do not a prison make,
Nor iron bars a cage,
Minds innocent and quiet take
That for an hermitage.