{"collection":"cfu","html_url":"https://unchartedknowledge.5gfusion.net/browse/cfu/boo/boo36.htm","path":"cfu/boo/boo36.htm","source_url":"https://sacred-texts.com/cfu/boo/boo36.htm","text":"The Book of Odes, by L. Cranmer-Byng, [1908]\nI pray you, dear,\n My little hamlet leave,\n Nor break my willow-boughs;\n \u2019Tis not that I should grieve,\n But I fear my sire to rouse.\n Love pleads with passion disarrayed,\u2014\n \"A sire's commands must be obeyed.\"\nI pray you, dear,\n Leap not across my wall,\n Nor break my mulberry-boughs;\n Not that I fear their fall,\n But, lest my brother's wrath should rouse,\n Love pleads with passion disarrayed,\u2014\n \"A brother's words must be obeyed.\"\nI pray you, dear,\n Steal not my garden down,\n Nor break my sandal-trees;\n Not that I care for these,\n But, oh! I dread the talk of town.\n Should lovers have their wilful way,\n Whatever would the neighbours say?","title":"The Book of Odes: Faint Heart","type":"page"}