FREEDOM AND LOVE.

FREEDOM AND LOVE.
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How delicions is the winning
Of a kles at love’s beginning.
When two mutual hearts are sighing
For the knot there’s no untying!

Yet remember, midst your wooing,
Love has bliss, but love has ruing:
Other smiles may make you fickle.
Tears for other charms may trickle,

Love he comes, and Love he tarries,
Just as fate or fancy carries;
Longest stays, when soreat chidden;
Laughs and flies, when press’d and bid- den.

Bind the sea to slumber stilly,
Bind its order to the lily,
Bind the aspen ne’er to quiver.

Then bind Love to last forever.
Love’s a fire that needs renewal
Of fresh beauty for its fuel;
Love’s wing moults when caged and captured
Only free he soars enraptured.

Can you keep the bee from ranging?
Or the ringdeve’s neck from changing
No! nor fetter’d Love from dying
In the knot there’s no untying:
-Thomas Campbell.