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The Imprisoned Soul

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AT the last, tenderly,
From the walls of the powerful, fortress'd house,
From the clasp of the knitted locks--from the keep of the well-closed
doors,
Let me be wafted.

Let me glide noiselessly forth;
With the key of softness unlock the locks--with a whisper
Set ope the doors, O soul!

Tenderly! be not impatient!
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Melissa Jones 02 December 2005

I totally agree with you Nicole. I think that we all have problems, and feel like there is no solution, but lots of times we dont' let people know what's going on. This is a very true and good poem.

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Nicole Green 02 December 2005

I think that we all, in a way, feel the same. Like we're being trapped and we can't let anybody know how we really feel or we'll lose a part of ourself. Whitman really hit the nail on the head with this poem and its ability to speak universally.

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