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Mary Darby Robinson - Cupid SleepingMary Darby Robinson - Cupid Sleeping
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[Inscribed to Her Grace the Duchess of Devonshire.] CLOSE in a woodbine`s tangled shade, The BLOOMING GOD asleep was laid; His brows with mossy roses crown`d; His golden darts lay scatter`d round; To shade his auburn, curled head, A purple canopy was spread, Which gently with the breezes play`d, And shed around a soften`d shade. Upon his downy smiling cheek, Adorned with many a "dimple sleek," Beam`d glowing health and tender blisses, His coral lip which teem`d with kisses Ripe, glisten`d with ambrosial dew, That mock`d the rose`s deepest hue.­ His quiver on a bough was hung, His bow lay carelessly unstrung: His breath mild odour scatter`d round, His eyes an azure fillet bound: On every side did zephyrs play, To fan the sultry beams of day; While the soft tenants of the grove, Attun`d their notes to plaintive Love.  Thus lay the Boy­when DEVONS feet Unknowing reach`d the lone retreat; Surpriz`d, to see the beauteous child Of every dang`rous pow`r beguil`d! Approaching near his mossy bed, Soft whisp`ring to herself she said:­ " Thou little imp, whose potent art " Bows low with grief the FEELING HEART; " Whose thirst insatiate, loves to sip " The nectar from the ruby lip; " Whose barb`rous joy is prone to seek " The soft carnation of the cheek; " Now, bid thy tyrant sway farewell, " As thus I break each magic spell: " Snatch`d from the bough, where high it hung, O`er her white shoulder straight she flung The burnish`d quiver, golden dart, And each vain emblem of his art; Borne from his pow`r they now are seen, The attributes of BEAUTY`S QUEEN! While LOVE in secret hides his tears; DIAN the form of VENUS wears!
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