How can the bird that is born for joy Sit in a cage and sing? How can a child, when fears annoy, But droop his tender wing, And forget his youthful spring?
The Poems: With Specimens of the Prose Writings, of William Blake (ed. 1885)
How can the bird that is born for joy Sit in a cage and sing? How can a child, when fears annoy, But droop his tender wing, And forget his youthful spring?
The Poems: With Specimens of the Prose Writings, of William Blake (ed. 1885)