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The sin was mine; I did not understand. So now is music prisoned in her cave, Save where some ebbing desultory wave Frets with its restless whirls this meagre strand.

Oscar Wilde
Forgiveness, Caves, Sin
Oscar Wilde (2015). “The Ballad of Reading Gaol”, p.126, Oscar Wilde
The sin was mine; I did not understand. So now is music prisoned in her cave, Save where some ebbing desultory wave Frets with its restless whirls this meagre strand.