Poems of Love

The danger of war, with its havoc of life, The danger of ocean, when storms are rife, The danger of jungles, where wild beasts hide, The danger that lies in the mountain slide, Why, what are they but all mere childs play, Or the idle sport of a summer day, Beside those battles that stir and vexT he world forever, of sex with sext The warrior returns from the captured fort. The mariner sails to a i)eaceful port; The wild beast quails neath the strong mans eye. The avalanche passes the traveler by But who can rescue from passions pyreT he hearts that were offered to feed its fire! A h! he who emerges from that fierce flame Is searred with sorrow or blackened with shame. Battle and billow, and beast of prqr. They only threaten the mortal clay; The soul unfettered can take to wing. But the danger of love is another thing.
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