| Song | To Althea From Prison |
| Artist | Fairport Convention |
| Album | Nine |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Lovelace, Swarbrick | |
| When love, with unconfined wings, hovers within my gates | |
| And my divine ALTHEA brings to whisper at my grates | |
| When I lie tangled in her hair and fettered with her eye | |
| Birds that wanton in the air know no such liberty | |
| When flowing cups run swiftly round with no allaying THAMES | |
| Our careless heads with roses crowned, our hearts with royal flames | |
| When first decreeth in wine we steep when healths and rafts run free | |
| Fishes that tipple in the deep know no such liberty | |
| Stone walls do not a prison make not iron bars a gate | |
| Minds innocent and quiet take that as a hermitage | |
| If I have freedom in my love and in my soul am free | |
| Angels alone that soar above enjoy such liberty |
| zuo ci : Lovelace, Swarbrick | |
| When love, with unconfined wings, hovers within my gates | |
| And my divine ALTHEA brings to whisper at my grates | |
| When I lie tangled in her hair and fettered with her eye | |
| Birds that wanton in the air know no such liberty | |
| When flowing cups run swiftly round with no allaying THAMES | |
| Our careless heads with roses crowned, our hearts with royal flames | |
| When first decreeth in wine we steep when healths and rafts run free | |
| Fishes that tipple in the deep know no such liberty | |
| Stone walls do not a prison make not iron bars a gate | |
| Minds innocent and quiet take that as a hermitage | |
| If I have freedom in my love and in my soul am free | |
| Angels alone that soar above enjoy such liberty |
| zuò cí : Lovelace, Swarbrick | |
| When love, with unconfined wings, hovers within my gates | |
| And my divine ALTHEA brings to whisper at my grates | |
| When I lie tangled in her hair and fettered with her eye | |
| Birds that wanton in the air know no such liberty | |
| When flowing cups run swiftly round with no allaying THAMES | |
| Our careless heads with roses crowned, our hearts with royal flames | |
| When first decreeth in wine we steep when healths and rafts run free | |
| Fishes that tipple in the deep know no such liberty | |
| Stone walls do not a prison make not iron bars a gate | |
| Minds innocent and quiet take that as a hermitage | |
| If I have freedom in my love and in my soul am free | |
| Angels alone that soar above enjoy such liberty |