The Captive Dove

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1. Poor restless dove, I pity thee;
2. And when I hear thy plaintive moan,
3. I mourn for thy captivity,
4. And in thy woes forget mine own.
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6. To see thee stand prepared to fly,
7. And flap those useless wings of thine,
8. And gaze into the distant sky,
9. Would melt a harder heart than mine.
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11. In vain--in vain! Thou canst not rise:
12. Thy prison roof confines thee there;
13. Its slender wires delude thine eyes,
14. And quench thy longings with despair.
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16. Oh, thou wert made to wander free
17. In sunny mead and shady grove,
18. And far beyond the rolling sea,
19. In distant climes, at will to rove!
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21. Yet, hadst thou but one gentle mate
22. Thy little drooping heart to cheer,
23. And share with thee thy captive state,
24. Thou couldst be happy even there.
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26. Yes, even there, if, listening by,
27. One faithful dear companion stood,
28. While gazing on her full bright eye,
29. Thou mightst forget thy native wood
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31. But thou, poor solitary dove,
32. Must make, unheard, thy joyless moan;
33. The heart that Nature formed to love
34. Must pine, neglected, and alone.