 | Amoretti and Epithalamion |  |
III.
I saw, in secret to my Dame
How little Cupid humbly came,
And sayd to her; 'All hayle, my mother!'
But, when he saw me laugh, for shame
His face with bashfull blood did flame,
Not knowing Venus from the other.
'Then, never blush, Cupid, (quoth I),
For many have err'd in this beauty.'
How little Cupid humbly came,
And sayd to her; 'All hayle, my mother!'
But, when he saw me laugh, for shame
His face with bashfull blood did flame,
Not knowing Venus from the other.
'Then, never blush, Cupid, (quoth I),
For many have err'd in this beauty.'
| Amoretti and Epithalamion | |