Charles Hubert Hastings Parry - To Althea from prison - текст песни (слова)

When Love with unconfined wings
 Hovers within my gates;
 And my divine Althea brings
 To whisper at the grates:
 When I lie tangled in her hair,
 Or fettered to her eye;
 The gods, that wanton in the air,
 Know no such liberty.
 
 When flowing cups run swiftly round
 With no allaying Thames,
 Our careless heads with roses crowned,
 Our hearts with loyal flames;
 When thirsty grief in wine we steep,
 And healths and draughts go free,
 Fishes, that tipple in the deep,
 Know no such liberty.
 
 When (like committed linnets) I
 With shriller throat shall sing
 The sweetness, mercy, majesty,
 And glories of my king;
 When I shall voice aloud how good
 He is, how great should be,
 Enlarged winds, that curl the flood,
 Know no such liberty.
 
 Stone walls do not a prison make,
 Nor iron bars a cage;
 Minds innocent and quiet take
 That for an hermitage;
 If I have freedom in my love,
 And in my soul am free,
 Angels alone that soar above,
 Enjoy such liberty.  
Note: Third stanza is omitted in this setting.