I HELD my heart so far from harm, I let it wander far and free In mead and mart, without alarm, Assured it must come back to me. And all went well till on a day, Learned Dr. Cupid wandered by A search along our sylvan way For some peculiar butterfly. A flash of wings, a hurried dive, A flutter and a short-lived flit; This Scientist, as I am alive Had seen my heart and captured it. Right tightly now 'tis held among The specimens that he has trapped, And sings (Oh, love is ever young), 'Tis passing sweet to be kidnaped. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...FREEDOM AND LOVE by THOMAS CAMPBELL LOVE'S CHANGE by ANNE REEVE ALDRICH PICTURES OF MOTHER by STELLA PFEIFFER BAISCH PIETRO ARETINO by LUCIUS MORRIS BEEBE TO MRS. GOODCHILD by CHARLES STUART CALVERLEY ENTERTAINMENT GIVEN BY LORD KNOWLES: SONG OF THREE VOICES by THOMAS CAMPION |