Oft doth my soul her prisoned state bemoan,

by Omar Khayyam

Oft doth my soul her prisoned state bemoan,
Her earth-born co-mate she would fain disown,
And quit, did not the stirrup of the law
Upbear her foot from dashing on the stone.

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