I HELD my heart so far from harm, <br />I let it wander far and free <br />In mead and mart, without alarm, <br />Assured it must come back to me. <br />And all went well till on a day, <br />Learned Dr. Cupid wandered by <br />A search along our sylvan way <br />For some peculiar butterfly. <br />A flash of wings, a hurried drive, <br />A flutter and a short-lived flit; <br />This Scientist, as I am alive <br />Had seen my heart and captured it. <br />Right tightly now 'tis held among <br />The specimens that he has trapped, <br />And sings (Oh, love is ever young), <br />'Tis passing sweet to be kidnaped.<br /><br />Paul Laurence Dunbar<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/kidnaped/
