Francis T. Palgrave, ed. (18241897). The Golden Treasury. 1875. |
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J. Lyly |
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LI. Cupid and Campaspe |
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CUPID and my Campaspe play'd | |
At cards for kisses; Cupid paid: | |
He stakes his quiver, bow, and arrows, | |
His mother's doves, and team of sparrows; | |
Loses them too; then down he throws | 5 |
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: | 10 |
And 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? | |
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