A Lady's Prayer to Cupid

Since I must needes into thy schoole returne
Be pittifull (O Love) and doe not burne
Mee with desier of cold, and frozen age,
Nor let me follow a fond boy or page:
But gentle Cupid give mee if you can,
One to my love, whom I may call a man,
Of person comely, and of face as sweete,
Let him be sober, secret, and discreete,
Well practis'd in love's schoole, let him within
Weare all his beard, and none uppon his chinn.
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