Classic Poem

The falcon that dares
With heron to fight
Has danger in sight.
The falcon that flies
And with heron would race,
So keen on the chase
That not hidden it lies,
But still with it vies,
And fears not its might,
Has danger in sight.
And the chase of love
Is high falconry,
That by day misery,
By night sorrows prove.
The falcon that strove
With heron in flight
Had danger in sight.