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？