The path to love

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.

In rifts where there's no place

for the glow-worm to lie,

In clifts where there's no space

for receipt of a fly;

where the midge dare not venture

lest herself fast she lay,

if love comes, he will enter

and soon find out the way.

You may esteem him

a child for his might,

or you may deem him

a coward from his flight,

but if ne'er so close ye wall him,

do the best that ye may,

blind love, if so ye call him,

will find out the 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 the way.