Cupid In Love. Or Stella And The Wasp
By William Thompson
A NACREONTICK .
Cupid by a Bee was stung,
Lately; since Anacreon sung:
Venus , with a smiling Eye ,
Laugh’d to hear him sob and sigh.
Angry Cupid in Revenge,
(Gods their Shapes at pleasure Change)
In the Form of Wasp or Bee,
Stella! fix’d his Sting in Thee:
Stella! fairest of the Fair:
Stella, Venus’ dearest Care!
In Revenge He dealt the Blow
On her Favourite Below;
In Revenge of smiling Eyes ,
Sweetest Emblems of the Skies!
O my Finger! Stella cry’d:
Wou’d for Stella I had dy’d!
O my Finger! thrice She cry’d,
Thrice for Stella I’d have dy’d!
Stella! fairest of the Fair,
Stella, Venus’ dearest Care!
Venus , red’ning, drop’d a Tear:
— ” Here, You Sirrah, Cupid , here!
Dare You torture, like a Foe,
Stella , my Belov’d below?
Curst Revenge on smiling Eyes ,
Sweetest Emblems of the Skies! “
Cupid , smit with Stella’s Eye ,
Answer’d Venus with a Sigh,
” Rather, Mamma, pity Me ;
— I am wounded more than She .
