Do not bind yourself
In molten chains,
However golden the glow.
Torture is easy
Freedom is hard.
Forswear the the crime and the concomitant virtue.
Rest beneath
Some well-placed tree
And listen to the flowers grow.
In molten chains,
However golden the glow.
Torture is easy
Freedom is hard.
Forswear the the crime and the concomitant virtue.
Rest beneath
Some well-placed tree
And listen to the flowers grow.
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