Yet how to burst these prison-bands,

Forged by unseen spirit-hands?

O seek not to burst our prison bands

Forged by unseen spirit-hands.

Clashing battle and labouring sea,

These be for others, not for thee.

Thou lover of storm and passion and war

Break’st our charmed circle never more.

[pg 35]

“O, sing me a Song of the Wild West Wind”