At cards for kisses — Cupid paid; He stakes his quiver, bow and arrows, His mother's doves, and team of sparrows ; Loses them too; then down he throws The coral of his lip, the rose Growing on's cheek (but none knows how), With these, the crystal of...
A first sketch of English literature. With suppl. to the end of queen ... - Page 416
by Henry Morley - 1912
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