Page:Early poems of William Morris.djvu/19

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List of Coloured Plates
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My prison-bars are thick and strong,
I take no heed of any weather,
The sweet Saints grant I live not long

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Pray but one prayer for me 'twixt thy closed lips,
Think but one thought of me up in the stars

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