Freedom and Love

How delicious is the winning
Of a kiss at love’s beginning,
When two mutual hearts are sighing
For the knot there’s no untying!
Yet remember, ‘Midst our wooing,
Love has bliss, but Love has ruing;
Other smiles may make you fickle,
Tears for other charms may trickle.
Love he comes, and Love he tarries,
Just as fate or fancy carries;
Longest stays, when sorest chidden;
Laughs and flies, when press’d and bidden.
Bind the sea to slumber stilly,
Bind its odour to the lily,
Bind the aspen ne’er to quiver,
Then bind Love to last for ever.
Love’s a fire that needs renewal
Of fresh beauty for its fuel:
Love’s wing moults when caged and captured,
Only free, he soars enraptured.
Can you keep the bee from ranging
Or the ringdove’s neck from changing?
No! nor fetter’d Love from dying
In the knot there’s no untying.

by Thomas Campbell

About Verahttps://dailylife1974.wordpress.comI am over forty. I am a Mom of two adult children a girl and a boy, both over twenty. I live near Paris in France. I was born and raised in Germany. German is my native language, but I speak and write fluently English and French. I currently work as a team manager in the human ressources department for French government. I am very tattoed and pierced. I love changing my hair and I am addicted with fashion, clothes, make-up and nailart. I also love decorating my home in a vintage style and I love antiques shops.

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