Edmund Spenser - Poem 91

Edmund Spenser - Poem 91

I Saw in secret to my Dame, br How little Cupid humbly came: br and sayd to her All hayle my mother. br But when he saw me laugh, for shame: br His face with bashfull blood did flame, br not knowing Venus from the other, br Then neuer blush Cupid (quoth I) br for many haue err'd in this beauty.


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