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III.

[In sleep before me Venus seem'd to stand]

In sleep before me Venus seem'd to stand,
Holding young Cupid in her whiter hand,
His eyes cast on the ground; lov'd Swain I bring
My son (saith she) to learn of thee to sing;
Then disappeard; I my old pastoral layes
Began, instructing Cupid in their wayes,
How Pan the Pipe, Minerva found the Flute,
Phœbus the Harp, and Mercury the Lute:
He minds not what I sing, but sings agen
His Mothers acts, the loves of Gods and Men:
What I taught Cupid then, I now forget;
But what he then taught me, remember yet.