Custer LaRue, The Great Adventurer Lyrics from "Vanity Fair" |
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The Great Adventurer Lyricsby Custer LaRue. From Vanity Fair The Great Adventurer by Custer LaRue Over the mountains And over the waves, Under the fountains And under the graves ; Under floods that are deepest, Which Neptune obey ; Over rocks that are steepest Love will find out the way. Where there is no place For the glow-worm to lie ; Where there is no space For receipt of a fly ; Where the midge dares not venture Lest herself fast she lay ; If love come, he will enter And soon find out his way. Some think to lose him By having him confined ; And some do suppose him. Poor thing, to be blind ; But if ne'er so close ye wall him, Do the best that you may, Blind love, if so ye call him. Will find out his way. You may train the eagle To stoop to your fist ; Or you may inveigle The phoenix of the east ; The lioness, ye may move her To give o'er her prey ; But youll ne'er stop a lover : He will find out his way. [Thanks to Cary for lyrics]
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