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miscellaneous poems.
LOVE, REASON, AND TRUTH.
"Where, oh where's the chain to fling,
One that will bind Cupid's wing?"
On the wings of the wandering breeze,
Love joyed to float away,
Forgetting those who were ill at ease,
While he was off at play.
One that will bind Cupid's wing?"
On the wings of the wandering breeze,
Love joyed to float away,
Forgetting those who were ill at ease,
While he was off at play.
Venus vowed that it should not last,—
'Twas time that he went to school,
For his boyhood in ignorance had past,
And he never had learn'd a rule.
'Twas time that he went to school,
For his boyhood in ignorance had past,
And he never had learn'd a rule.
She sprang in her chariot of blue,—
(It was drawn by a turtle dove,)
Of a serious, sensible dame she knew,
Who might teach a lesson to Love.
(It was drawn by a turtle dove,)
Of a serious, sensible dame she knew,
Who might teach a lesson to Love.
In tears Love came—he did not dare
To refuse, but felt in a fret;
She wiped off his tears with her golden hair,
And said, now be quiet my pet!
To refuse, but felt in a fret;
She wiped off his tears with her golden hair,
And said, now be quiet my pet!
They soon alighted at Reason's gate,—
Truth stood at the open door;
Truth stood at the open door;
