The Imprisoned Soul

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!

Walt Whitman

Cinderella by Maxfield Parrish

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