Could I but ride indefinite

Could I but ride indefinite

As doth the Meadow Bee

And visit only where I liked

And No one visit me

And flirt all Day with Buttercups

And marry whom I may

And dwell a little everywhere

Or better, run away

With no Police to follow

Or chase Him if He do

Till He should jump Peninsulas

To get away from me—

I said “But just to be a Bee”

Upon a Raft of Air

And row in Nowhere all Day long

And anchor “off the Bar”

What Liberty! So Captives deem

Who tight in Dungeons are.