PARDONED OUT

I'm pardoned out. Again the stars

Shine on me with their myriad eyes.

So long I've peered‘ twixt iron bars,

I'm awed by this expanse of skies.

The world is wider than I thought,

And yet‘ tis not so wide, I know,

But into its remotest spot

My tale of shame can go.

I'm pardoned out. Old Father Time

Who seemed to halt in horror, when

I stained my manhood by a crime,

With steady step moves on again,

And through the black appalling night,

That walled me in a gloom accurst,

The wonder of the morning light

In sudden glory burst.

I'm pardoned out. I shall be known

No more by number, but by name.

And yet each whispering wind has blown

Abroad the story of my shame.

I dread to see men shrink away

With startled looks of scorn or fear,

When in life's crowded marts some day,

That name falls on their ear.

I'm pardoned out, ah God! to roam

Like some whipped dog among my kind.

I have no friends, I have no home,

Save these bleak walls I leave behind.

How can I face the world of men,

My comrades in the days of yore?

Oh! hide me in my cell again,

And, warden, lock the door.