-- -- Love Asks nought his brother cannot give Asks nothing but does all receive Love calls not to his aid events He to his wants can well suffice Asks not of others soft consents Nor kind Occasion without eyes Nor plots to ope or bolt a gate Nor heeds Condition's iron walls Where he goes, goes before him Fate; Whom he uniteth God instals; Instant & perfect his access To the dear object of his thought, Though foes & lands & seas between Himself & his love intervene. |