Claude McKay, "The Wild Goat" (1922)
And house me from the cold,
And bind with bright bands my glossy locks,
And buy me chains of gold;
And give me—meekly to do my will—
The hapless sons of men:—
But the wild goat bounding on the barren hill
Droops in the grassy pen.
From Harlem Shadows, 1922
(Edited and Proofread by Brenda Martinez)