Sing out, pent Soules, sing cheerefully! Care Shackles you in Liberty, Mirth frees you in Captivity: Would you double fetters adde? Else why so sadde? Besides your pinion'd armes you'l finde Griefe too can manakell the minde. Live then Pris'ners uncontrol'd; Drinke oth' strong, the Rich, the Old, Till Wine too hath your Wits in hold; Then if still your Jollitie, And Throats are free; Tryumph in your Bonds and Paines, And daunce to th' Musick of your Chaines. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...GOD AND MY COUNTRY by EDGAR LEE MASTERS ROBERT OF LINCOLN by WILLIAM CULLEN BRYANT THE [EXCELLENT] BALLADE OF CHARITIE by THOMAS CHATTERTON THE TEST by RALPH WALDO EMERSON THE ROAST BEEF OF OLD ENGLAND by HENRY FIELDING ASTROPHEL AND STELLA: 49 by PHILIP SIDNEY A SUPPLEMENT OF AN IMPERFECT COPY OF VERSES OF MR. WILL. SHAKESPEARE'S by JOHN SUCKLING |