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Title: The Lost Cupid Of Moschus
Author: Eugene Field [
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"CUPID!" Venus went a-crying;
"Cupid, whither dost thou stray?
Tell me, people, hither hieing,
Have you seen my runaway?
Speak,--my kiss shall be your pay!
Yes, and sweets more gratifying,
If you bring him back to-day.
"Cupid," Venus went a-calling,
"Is a rosy little youth,
But his beauty is inthralling.
He will speak you fair, in sooth,
Wheedle you with glib untruth,--
Honey-like his words; but galling
Are his deeds, and full of ruth!
"Cupid's hair is curling yellow,
And he hath a saucy face;
With his chubby hands the fellow
Shooteth into farthest space,
Heedless of all time and place;
King and squire and punchinello
He delighteth to abase!
"Nude and winged the prankish blade is,
And he speedeth everywhere,
Vexing gentlemen and ladies,
Callow youths and damsels fair
Whom he catcheth unaware,--
Venturing even into Hades,
He hath sown his torments there!
"For that bow, that bow and quiver,--
Oh, they are a cruel twain!
Thinking of them makes me shiver.
Oft, with all his might and main,
Cupid sends those darts profane
Whizzing through my heart and liver,
Setting fire to every vein!
"And the torch he carries blazing,--
Truly 'tis a tiny one;
Yet, that tiny torch upraising,
Cupid scarifies the sun!
Ah, good people, there is none
Knows what mischief most amazing
Cupid's evil torch hath done!
"Show no mercy when you find him!
Spite of every specious plea
And of all his whimpering, bind him!
Full of flatteries is he;
Armed with treachery, cap-a-pie,
He'll play 'possum; never mind him,--
March him straightway back to me!
"Bow and arrows and sweet kisses
He will offer you, no doubt;
But beware those proffered blisses,--
They are venomous throughout!
Seize and bind him fast about;
Mind you,--most important this is:
Bind him, bring him, but--watch out!"
[The end]
Eugene Field's poem: Lost Cupid Of Moschus
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