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

You may esteem him
A child for his might
Or you may deem him
A coward from 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

But if she, whom love doth honour
Be concealed from the day—
Set a thousand guards upon her
Love will find out the way