Of that so sweet imprisonment <br />My soul, dearest, is fain -- - <br />Soft arms that woo me to relent <br />And woo me to detain. <br />Ah, could they ever hold me there <br />Gladly were I a prisoner! <br /> <br />Dearest, through interwoven arms <br />By love made tremulous, <br />That night allures me where alarms <br />Nowise may trouble us; <br />But lseep to dreamier sleep be wed <br />Where soul with soul lies prisoned.<br /><br />James Joyce<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/of-that-so-sweet-imprisonment/
