The Secret Combination

Her heart she locked fast in her breast,         Away from molestation;     The lock was warranted the best,         A patent combination.     She knew no simple lock and key      Would serve to keep out Love and me.     But Love a clever cracksman is,         And cannot be resisted;     He likes such stubborn jobs as this,         Complex and hard and twisted,     And though we worked a many day,      At last we bore her heart away.     For Love has learned full many tricks         In his strange avocation;     He knew the figures were but six         In this, her combination;     Nor did we for a minute rest     Until we had unlocked her breast.     First, then, we turned the knob to Sighs,         Then back to Words Sincerest,     Then Gazing Fondly in Her Eyes,         Then Softly Murmured Dearest;     Then, next, A Warm Embrace we tried,     And at A Kiss the door flew wide.