O you would clothe me in silken frocks
And house me from the cold,
And bind with bright bands my glossy locks,
And buy me chains of gold;
And give me–meekly to do my will–
The hapless sons of men:–
But the wild goat bounding on the barren hill
Droops in the grassy pen.
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