When Love Was Born

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When Love Was Born by Sara Teasdale

From Helen of Troy and Other Poems Part II

When Love was born I think he lay
      Right warm on Venus' breast,
And whiles he smiled and whiles would play
      And whiles would take his rest.

But always, folded out of sight,
      The wings were growing strong
That were to bear him off in flight
      Erelong, erelong.