Classic Poem

Who was it said the world was wide,
The world was wide enough for thee?
Or who would chide thee if thou chide
This bounded land and shored sea?

Through prison bars, on prison walls,
Our chartered, compassed, close confine,
A ray of golden mercy falls
From that eternal source divine.

Disdaining not, complaining not,
As pure and bright, as freely given,
Here on our narrow prison plot
As in the vast domain of heaven.