&ep;&ep;song—ryrison

&ep;&ep;tune—“bideyeyet.”

&ep;&ep;ory,atthywindowbe,

&ep;&ep;itisthewish'd,thetrystedhour!

&ep;&ep;thoseslesandglancesletsee,

&ep;&ep;thatketheser'streasurepoor:

&ep;&ep;howblythelywasibidethestour,

&ep;&ep;awearyslavefraesuntosun,

&ep;&ep;coulditherichrewardsecure,

&ep;&ep;thelovelyryrison.

&ep;&ep;yestreen,whentothetrelingstring

&ep;&ep;thedancegaedthro'thelightedha',

&ep;&ep;totheefancytookitswing,

&ep;&ep;isat,butneitherheardnorsaw:

&ep;&ep;tho'thiswasfair,andthatwasbraw,

&ep;&ep;andyonthetoastofa'thetown,

&ep;&ep;isigh'd,andsaidangthea',

&ep;&ep;“yearenaryrison.”

&ep;&ep;oh,ry,canstthouwreckhispeace,

&ep;&ep;whaforthysakewadgladlydie?

&ep;&ep;orcanstthoubreakthatheartofhis,

&ep;&ep;whaseonlyfautislovingthee?

&ep;&ep;ifloveforlovethouwiltnagie,

&ep;&ep;atleastbepitytoshown;

&ep;&ep;athoughtungentlecannabe

&ep;&ep;thethoughto'ryrison.