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Cupid coniured
Cupid coniured
Thou purblind Boy, since thou hast beene so slacke,
To wound her Heart, whose Eyes haue wounded me,
And suff’red her to glory in my Wracke,
Thus to my aid, I lastly coniure thee;
By Hellish Styx (by which the Thvnd’rer sweares)
By thy faire Mothers vnauoided Power,
By Hecat’s Names, by Proserpine’s sad Teares,
When she was rapt to the infernall Bower;
By thine owne loued Psyches, by the Fires
Spent on thine Altars, flaming vp to Heau’n;
By all true Louers Sighes, Vowes, and Desires,
By all the Wounds that euer thou hast giu’n;
I coniure thee by all that I haue nam’d
To make her loue, or Cvpid be thou damn’d.