And chafed his hands with mine But when that he felt warmed: Forthwith his bow he bent, And wedded string and arrow, And struck me, that it went Quite through my heart and marrow. Then, laughing loud, he flew Away, and thus said, flying : “Adieu, mine host, adieu ! I'll leave thy heart a-dying." CUPID BENIGHTED. [ANACREON.] THOMAS MOORE. 'Twas noon of night, and round the pole "And who art thou, " I waking cry, "That bid'st my blissful visions fly? "Ah, gentle sire," the infant said, "In pity take me to thy shed, Nor fear deceit; a lonely child, I wander o'er the gloomy wild. . Chill drops the rain, and not a ray The crystals of the freezing air, And in my hand and bosom hold His little fingers' thrilling cold. And now the embers' genial ray CUPID SWALLOWED. LEIGH HUNT. 'Tother day as I was twining The tiny traitor - Love himself! Of my wine I plunged and sank him; And what d'ye think I did? I drank him! SIR CUPID. FREDERICK R. WETHERLY. Sir Cupid once, as I have heard, Determined to discover What kind of a man a maid preferred Selecting for a lover. So putting on a soldier's coat, He talked of martial glory, And from the way he talked, they say, Then with a smile sedate and grim, |