Cupid laid by his brand, and fell asleep...
Sonnet 153Cupid laid by his brand, and fell asleep:
A maid of Dian's this advantage found, And his love-kindling fire did quickly steep In a cold valley-fountain of that ground; Which borrow'd from this holy fire of Love A dateless lively heat, still to endure, And grew a seething bath, which yet men prove Against strange maladies a sovereign cure. But at my mistress' eye Love's brand new-fired, The boy for trial needs would touch my breast; I, sick withal, the help of bath desired, And thither hied, a sad distemper'd guest, But found no cure: the bath for my help lies Where Cupid got new fire--my mistress' eyes. |
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Once
upon a time, one of Diana’s handmaidens found Cupid lying asleep, and stole his
love-tipped arrow to dip it in a pool, to cool the fire. The pool turned into a
hot spring with miraculous healing powers. But Cupid rekindled his fire at my
Mistress’ eyes and touched my heart to try out its efficacy.
As I was now sick, I went to the healing baths, but it didn’t help me. My medicine is to be had at the same place Cupid re-kindled his fire: in my lover’s eyes.
As I was now sick, I went to the healing baths, but it didn’t help me. My medicine is to be had at the same place Cupid re-kindled his fire: in my lover’s eyes.