ANONYMOUS
Grandchild of Ceres, Bacchus' daughter,
Wine's emulous neighbour, though but stale, Ennobling all the nymphs of water, And filling each man's heart with laughter
401 Love will find out the Way
VER 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.
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