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"O come and be my mate! " said the Eagle to the Hen; / "I love to soar, but then / I want my mate to rest / Forever in the nest! " / Said the Hen, "I cannot fly, / I have no wish to try, / But I joy to see my mate careering through the sky! " / They wed, and cried, "Ah, this is Love, my own! " / And the Hen sat, the Eagle soared, alone.
"O come and be my mate! " said the Lion to the Sheep; / "My love for you is deep! / I slay, a Lion should, / But you are mild and good! " / Said the Sheep, "I do no ill- / Could not, had I the will- / But I joy to see my mate pursue, devour, and kill. " / They wed, and cried, "Ah, this is Love, my own! " / And the Sheep browsed, the Lion prowled, alone.