The Scottish songs - National Library of Scotland

586
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 concealed from the day,
Set a thousand guards upon her,
Love will find out the way.
Some think to lose him,
By having him confined ;
And some do suppose him,
Poor thing, to be blind ;
But if ne'er so close ye wall him,
Do the best that you may,
Blind love, if so ye call him,
Will find out his way.
You may train the eagle
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To stoop to your fist
Or you may inveigle
The phoenix of the east
The lioness ye may move her
To give over her prey ;
But you'll ne'er stop a lover
He will find out his way.*
* From the Tea-Table Miscellany, with emendations from a copy printed
in Percy's Reliques of English Poetry. There is a third and greatly different
copy in Forbes's Cantus, (Aberdeen, 1666,) and which, moreover,
contains the following two additional stanzas
" If th* earth doth part them, hee'l soon course it o're
If seas do thwart them, hee'l swim to the shore
If his love become a swallow.
In the air for to stay,
Love will find wings to follow.
And swift flee out his way.
There is no striving, to cross his intent.
There is no contriving, his plots to prevent
For if once the message greet him
That his true love doth stay.
Though demons come and meet him.
He will go on his way."
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