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A Hymn To Cupid

by Robert Herrick, 1648

Thou, thou that bear’st the sway,
With whom the sea-nymphs play;
And Venus, every way:
When I embrace thy knee,
And make short pray’rs to thee,
In love then prosper me.
This day I go to woo;
Instruct me how to do
This work thou put’st me to.
From shame my face keep free;
From scorn I beg of thee,
Love, to deliver me:
So shall I sing thy praise,
And to thee altars raise,
Unto the end of days.

Published in Hesperides

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