CARDS AND KISSES
by: John Lyly (1553-1606)
- UPID and
my Campaspe play'd
- At cards for kisses--Cupid paid:
- He stakes his quiver, bow, and arrows,
- His mother's doves, and team of sparrows;
- Loses them too; then down he throws
- The coral of his lips, the rose
- Growing on's 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?
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