William Morris

(1834 - 1896 / England)

A Good Knight In Prison - Poem by William Morris

Wearily, drearily,
Half the day long,
Flap the great banners
High over the stone;
Strangely and eerily
Sounds the wind's song,
Bending the banner-poles.

While, all alone,
Watching the loophole's spark,
Lie I, with life all dark,
Feet tether'd, hands fetter'd
Fast to the stone,
The grim walls, square-letter'd
With prison'd men's groan.

Still strain the banner-poles
Through the wind's song,
Westward the banner rolls
Over my wrong.


Comments about A Good Knight In Prison by William Morris

  • Rookie - 483 Points Stephen W (6/17/2013 6:08:00 PM)

    I've read a short bio of Morris, and it didn't mention any imprisonment. (Report) Reply

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  • Rookie Ingrid Hanson (10/14/2009 4:10:00 AM)

    This poem, by William Morris, is not entitled 'A Good Knight in Prison', but 'In Prison'. A different poem by William Morris is entitled 'A Good Knight In Prison'. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, January 1, 2004



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