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My love must be as free / As is the eagle's wing, / Hovering o'er land and sea / And everything.
I must not dim my eye / In thy saloon, / I must not leave my sky / And nightly moon.
Be not the fowler's net / Which stays my flight, / And craftily is set / T' allure the sight.
But be the favoring gale / That bears me on, / And still doth fill my sail / When thou art gone.
I cannot leave my sky / For thy caprice, / True love would soar as high / As heaven is.
The eagle would not brook / Her mate thus won, / Who trained his eye to look / Beneath the sun.