The Clouds go By and By
The clouds go by and by, The heron sings in the blue-- And I lie dreaming, dreaming Ever of you.
The stag on the hill is free, And the wind is blowing sweet-- But I lie bound a prisoner At your feet.
Joseph Campbell
The clouds go by and by, The heron sings in the blue-- And I lie dreaming, dreaming Ever of you.
The stag on the hill is free, And the wind is blowing sweet-- But I lie bound a prisoner At your feet.
In these short lines, the speaker watches a calm, beautiful natural world—clouds drifting, a heron singing in blue sky, a stag free on a hill, the wind blowing sweetly. All of it seems easy and unbound. But the speaker is not part of that freedom.
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