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And as for their appearances, they four had one likeness, as if a wheel had been in the midst of a wheel.

In durance vile here must I wake and weep, And all my frowsy couch in sorrow steep.

Whene'er with haggard eyes I view This dungeon that I'm rotting in, I think of those companions true Who studied with me at the U- Niversity of Gottingen. - George Canning, Song--Of One Eleven Years in Prison,

Prison'd in a parlour snug and small, Like bottled wasps upon a southern wall.

"And a bird-cage, sir," said Sam. "Veels vithin veels, a prison in a prison."

In durance vile.

That which the world miscalls a jail, A private closet is to me. . . . . Locks, bars, and solitude together met, Make me no prisoner, but an anchoret.

Stone walls do not a prison make, Nor iron bars a cage, Minds innocent and quiet take That for an hermitage.

Fast closed with double grills And triple gates--the cell To wicked souls is hell; But to a mind that's innocent 'Tis only iron, wood and stone.

Nor stony tower, nor walls of beaten brass, Nor airless dungeon, nor strong links of iron, Can be retentive to the strength of spirit; But life, being weary of these worldly bars, Never lacks power to dismiss itself.

I have been studying how I may compare This prison where I live unto the world; And, for because the world is populous, And here is not a creature but myself, I cannot do it. Yet I'll hammer it out.