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OULDST thou to Love of danger speak?— Veiled are his eyes, to perils blind! Wouldst thou from Love a reason seek?— He is a child, of wayward mind!

But with a doubt, a jealous fear, Inspire him once—the task is o'er; His mind is keen, his sight is clear, No more an infant, blind no more.