Author William Winter Pure soul and true! in bonds of doubt confined, At first he faltered, 'neath the pall of night; Then, on the wings of his imperial mind, Soared to the sun and vanished in the light. Tags Short Poems Rate this poem Select ratingGive it 1/5Give it 2/5Give it 3/5Give it 4/5Give it 5/5 No votes yet Rate Log in or register to post comments