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Anne Kingsmill Finch - Cupid And FollyAnne Kingsmill Finch - Cupid And Folly
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CUPID, ere depriv`d of Sight, Young and apt for all Delight, Met with Folly on the way, As Idle and as fond of Play. In gay Sports the time they pass; Now run, now wrestle on the Grass; Their painted Wings then nimbly ply, And ev`ry way for Mast`ry try: `Till a Contest do`s arise, Who has won th` appointed Prize. Gentle Love refers the Case To the next, that comes in Place; Trusting to his flatt`ring Wiles, And softens the Dispute with Smiles. But Folly, who no Temper knows, Words pursues with hotter Blows: `Till the eyes of Love were lost, Which has such Pain to Mortals cost. Venus hears his mournful Crys, And repeats `em, in the Skys, To Jupiter in Council set, With Peers for the Occasion met; In her Arms the Boy she bears, Bathing him in falling Tears; And whilst his want of Eyes is shown, Secures the Judges by her Own. Folly to the Board must come, And hear the Tryal and the Doom; Which Cytherea loudly prays May be as heavy as the Case: Which, when All was justly weigh`d, Cupid`s Wings now useless made, That a staff, his Feet must guide, Which wou`d still be apt to slide; This Decree at last was read, That Love by Folly shou`d be lead.
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