sweety
01-14-2007, 11:49 PM
THE PRISONER
This poem tells about a fowler who caught a bird which sang beautifully.He put it in a cage,but it never sang again.
It's heart was broken.
A wild bird filled the morning air
With dewy-hearted song;
I took it in a golden snare
Of meshes close and strong.
But where is now the song I heard?
For all my cunning art,
I who would house a singing-bird
Have caged a broken heart.
POOR BIRD
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Because they are wronged
This poem tells about a fowler who caught a bird which sang beautifully.He put it in a cage,but it never sang again.
It's heart was broken.
A wild bird filled the morning air
With dewy-hearted song;
I took it in a golden snare
Of meshes close and strong.
But where is now the song I heard?
For all my cunning art,
I who would house a singing-bird
Have caged a broken heart.
POOR BIRD
like
Because they are wronged