Here you will find the Poem Written Upon Loves Frontier-Post of poet Sir Arthur Quiller-Couch
Toiling love, loose your pack, All your sighs and tears unbind: Care's a ware will break a back, Will not bend a maiden's mind. In this State a man shall need Neither priest nor law giver: Those same lips that are his creed Shall confess their worshipper. All the laws he must obey, Now in force and now repeal'd, Shift in eyes that shift as they, Till alike with kisses seal'd.
