I HELD my heart so far from harm, I let it wander far and free In mead and mart, without alarm, Assured it must come back to me. And all went well till on a day, Learned Dr. Cupid wandered by A search along our sylvan way For some peculiar bu*terfly. A flash of wings, a hurried drive, A flutter and a short-lived flit; This Scientist, as I am alive Had seen my heart and captured it. Right tightly now 'tis held among The specimens that he has trapped, And sings (Oh, love is ever young), 'Tis pa**ing sweet to be kidnaped.