No walls of stone were ever cast
Nor yet as such defined
To equal thus the fortress built
Where I be so confined
And ever shall this fortress hold
My soul within its keep
That none shall deem to touch or see
Whilst there it lingers deep
Enclosed within, this fragile heart
Then finds a refuge there
Away from all to trouble me
Hid low from worldly glare
Yet if true love these walls could shake
And tender words could raze
Then merrily I would rejoice
To welcome sweeter days
So ever shall I seek release
Through love`s redeeming grace –
This fortress then would, crumbling, fall
To show the sun`s bright face
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