Over the mountains
And over the waves,
Under the fountains
And under the graves,
Under floods that are deepest,
Which Neptune obey,
Over rocks that are steepest,
Love will find out the way.
You may esteem him
A child for his might,
Or you may deem him
A coward from his flight.
Where there is no place
For the glow-worm to lie,
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,
And will find out the way.
But if she, whom love doth honour,
Be concealed from the day,
Set a thousand guards upon her,
Love eill find out the way.
compositores: Traditional
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