Love on his errand bound to go Can swim the flood, and wade through snow, Where way is none, 't will creep and wind And eat through Alps its home to find. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...CINQUAIN: NIGHT WINDS by ADELAIDE CRAPSEY FRAGMENTS OF A LOST GNOSTIC POEM OF THE 12TH CENTURY by HERMAN MELVILLE AMORETTI: 65 by EDMUND SPENSER THE SHEPHEARDES CALENDER: AUGUST by EDMUND SPENSER ODE TO DUTY by WILLIAM WORDSWORTH |