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Marinda

Poems and Translations upon Several Occasions [by Mary Monck]
  

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A TALE.

A band of Cupids th'other Day
Together met to Laugh and Play,
When on a sudden, Come, who flies?
Says one; But whither, t'other cries?
Why? whither, but to Cloe's Eyes?
Reply'd a third. The wanton Crew
(Like swarms of Bees to Roses) flew
Around the beauteous Cloe's Face,
And crowded hard to get a place.
This on her nether Lip does fix,
Whilst on her Cheek Another sticks.
This swings upon her flowing Hair,
In her fair Eyes a lovely pair
Of Youths stand with their Torches lit,
Two others on her Eye-brows sit,
Each with his Bow; Amongst the Rest
One miss'd her Chin, and on her Breast
Fell head-long, but soon looking up did cry
None of you've got so good a Place as I.