Gateway to the Classics: Oxford Book of English Verse, Part 3 by Arthur Quiller-Couch
 
Oxford Book of English Verse, Part 3 by  Arthur Quiller-Couch

Love Will Find Out the Way

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.


When there is no place

For the glow-worm to lie,

When there is no space

For receipt of a fly;

When the midge dares not venture

Lest herself fast she lay,

If Love come, he will enter

And will find out the way.


You may esteem him

A child for his might;

Or you may deem him

A coward for his flight;

But if she whom Love doth honour

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 heart! to be blind;

But if ne'er so close ye wall him,

Do the best that ye may,

Blind Love, if so ye call him,

He 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, you may move her

To give over her prey;

But you'll ne'er stop a lover—

He will find out the way.


If the earth it should part him,

He would gallop it o'er;

If the seas should o'erthwart him,

He would swim to the shore;

Should his Love become a swallow,

Through the air to stray,

Love will lend wings to follow,

And will find out the way.


There is no striving

To cross his intent;

There is no contriving

His plots to prevent;

But if once the message greet him

That his True Love doth stay,

If Death should come and meet him,

Love will find out the way!


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