Fragment: To a Friend Released From Prison
Lines:10Movement:Romanticism
For me, my friend, if not that tears did trembleIn my faint eyes, and that my heart beat fastWith feelings which make rapture pain resemble,Yet, from thy voice that falsehood starts aghast,I thank thee--let the tyrant keepHis chains and tears, yea, let him weepWith rage to see thee freshly risen,Like strength from slumber, from the prison,In which he vainly hoped the soul to bindWhich on the chains must prey that fetter humankind.
