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My thoughts came drifting down the Prison where I lay— Through the Windows of their Wings the stars were shining— The wings bore me away—the russet Wings and grey With feathers like the moon-bleached Flowers—I was a God reclining : Beneath me lay my Body's Chain and all the Dragons born of Pain As I burned through the Prison Roof to walk on Pavement Shining.

The Wild Wind of Liberty swept through my Hair and sang beyond : I heard the Souls of men asleep chattering in the Eaves And rode on topmost Boughs of Heaven's single-moon- fruited Silver Wand, Night's unifying Tree whereof the central Stars be leaves— O Thoughts, Thoughts, Thoughts,—Fire-angel-birds relent- less— Will you not brood in God's Star-tree and leave Red Heart tormentless !