"Oh where is Love?" he said again,
"Let me not seek, and seek in vain!
In the proud cities have I been,
In cottages I've sought him,
'Midst lords, 'midst shepherds on the green,
But none of them have brought him--
There."
"He is banished," replied the knight,
"By the cold looks of our ladies bright!"--
"He is gone," said the lady fair,
"To sport in Eden's arbours,
As for men's hearts, his old repair,