Seize him this night, and, through the private passage, Convey him to the prison's inmost depths, Reserv'd to all the pangs of tedious death.

And on a luckless day it thus befell About their surly jailer's wonted hour To bring them food, he enter'd not their cell, But bolted fast their prison's outer door.

XI COMFORT OF DANTE Down where the unconquered river still flows on, One strong free thing within a prison's heart, I drew me with my sacred grief apart, That it might look that spacious joy upon:

Then thy prison's lengthened bound Shall be the horizon skirting round.

I have no desire to have a prison's walls closed on me, but I would sooner ten times that, than that my constituents should think that for one moment I lied to escape the penalties.