Over the mountains And over the waves, Under the fountains And under the graves; Under floods that are deepest, 5 Which Neptune obey, Over rocks that are steepest Love will find out the way. Where there is no place For the glowworm to lie; 10 Where there is no space For receipt of a fly; Where the midge dares not venture, Lest herself fast she lay; If Love come, he will enter 15 And find out the way. You may esteem him A child for his might; Or you may deem him A coward from his flight; 20 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 25 By having him confined; And some do suppose him, Poor heart! to be blind; But if ne’er so close you wall him, Do the best that you may, 30 Blind Love, if so you call him, Will find out his way. You may train the eagle To stoop to your fist; Or you may inveigle 35 The phœnix of the east; The lioness, you may move her To give o’er her prey; But you’ll ne’er Stop a lover: He will find out the way. 40 If the earth should part him, He would gallop it o’er; If the seas should o’erthwart him, He would swim to the shore. Should his Love become a swallow, 45 Through the air to stray, Love will lend wings to follow, And will find out the way. There is no striving To cross his intent, 50 There is no contriving His plots to prevent; But if once the message greet him, That his true-love doth stay, If death should come and meet him, 55 Love will find out the way. _Anon._ LXXVI _THE TWA BROTHERS._ There were twa brothers at the scule, And when they got awa’-- ‘Its will ye play at the stane-chucking, Or will ye play at the ba’, Or will ye gae up to yon hill head, 5 And there we’ll warsell a fa’.’ ‘I winna play at the stane-chucking, Nor will I play at the ba’, But I’ll gae up to yon bonnie green hill, And there we’ll warsel a fa’.’ 10 They warsled up, they warsled down, Till John fell to the ground; A dirk fell out of Willie’s pouch, And gave him a deadly wound.