|John Bartlett (18201905). Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. 1919.|
|AUTHOR:||John Lyly (1554?1606)|
|QUOTATION:||Cupid and my Campaspe playd|
At cards for kisses: Cupid paid.
He stakes his quiver, bow, and arrows,
His mothers doves, and team of sparrows:
Loses them too. Then down he throws
The coral of his lip, the rose
Growing on s cheek (but none knows how);
With these, the crystal of his brow,
And then the dimple on his chin:
All these did my Campaspe win.
At last he set her both his eyes:
She won, and Cupid blind did rise.
O Love! has she done this to thee?
What shall, alas! become of me?
|ATTRIBUTION:||Cupid and Campaspe. Act iii. Sc. 5.|