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JOHN LYLY

95                                             Cards and Kisses

1553-1606

CUPID and my Campaspe playd
At cards for kissesCupid 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 lips, the rose
Growing ons cheek (but none knows how);
With these, the crystal of his brow,
And then the dimple of 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 for thee?
     What shall, alas! become of me?

96                                          Springs Welcome

WHAT bird so sings, yet so does wail?
Otis the ravishd nightingale.
Jug, jug, jug, jug, tereu! she cries,
And still her woes at midnight rise.
Brave prick-song! Who ist now we hear?
None but the lark so shrill and clear;
Now at heavens gate she claps her wings,
The morn not waking till she sings.
Hark, hark, with what a pretty throat
Poor robin redbreast tunes his note!
Hark how the jolly cuckoos sing
Cuckoo! to welcome in the spring!
Cuckoo! to welcome in the spring!

 

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