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William Shakespeare
(15641616).
The Oxford Shakespeare: Poems.
1914.
Sonnet CLIII.
Cupid laid by his brand and fell asleep
C
UPID
laid by his brand and fell asleep
A maid of Dians this advantage found,
And his love-kindling fire did quickly steep
In a cold valley-fountain of that ground;
Which borrowd from this holy fire of Love
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A dateless lively heat, still to endure,
And grew a seething bath, which yet men prove
Against strange maladies a sovereign cure.
But at my mistress eye Loves brand new-fired,
The boy for trial needs would touch my breast;
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I, sick withal, the help of bath desired,
And thither hied, a sad distemperd guest,
But found no cure: the bath for my help lies
Where Cupid got new fire, my mistress eyes.
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