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Love Will Find a Way

From the Omaha Daily Bee, October 18, 1913.

Over the mountains
    And over the waves,
Under the fountains
    And under the graves;
Under floods that are deepest,
    Which Neptune obey;
Over rocks that are steepest
    Love will find out the way.

Where there is no place
    For the glowworm to lie;
Where there is no space
    For receipt of a fly;
Where the midge dares not venture
    Lest herself fast she lay;
If love come, he will enter
    And soon find out his way.

You may esteem him
    A child for his might;
Or you may deem him
    A coward from his flight;
But if she whom love doth honor
    Be conceal’d from the day,
Set a thousand guards upon her,
    Love will find out the way.

Some think to lose him
    By having him confined;
And some do suppose him
    Poor thing to be blind;
But if ne’er so close ye wall him,
    Do the best that you may,
Blind love, if so ye call him,
    Will find out his way.

You may train the eagle
    To stoop to your fist;
Or you may inveigle
    The phoenix of the east;
The lioness ye may move her
    To give o’er her prey;
But you’ll ne’er stop a lover;
    He will find out his way.

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