Love's Slavery XXVI.

Come, and be Love's willing Slave;

Thee Love's Slavery will save.

Leave the Slavery of the World,

Take Love's Service, sweet and brave.

The Free, the World makes enslaved;

Aye to Slaves, Love Freedom gave.

As the Bird freed from the Egg,

From the World release I crave.

Free me from the Shell that clings;

Give me Life as from the Grave.

O Love, the Quail in Spring's Free Fields,

In Songs of wildest Joy must rave.