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