To Cupid
Empty all your quiver on me,
Every shaft employ,
Cruel hurt indeed you've done me,
Silly, silly boy.
But at last your chase is over,
All your arrows gone;
In my heart they've taken cover
And your sport is done.
Every shaft employ,
Cruel hurt indeed you've done me,
Silly, silly boy.
But at last your chase is over,
All your arrows gone;
In my heart they've taken cover
And your sport is done.
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