CUPIDs REVENGE;
OR
An Account of a KING, who slighted all Women
And at length was forced to marry a BEGGAR.
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A King once reignd beyond the seas,
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As we in antient story find,
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Whom no face could ever please,
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He cared not for women kind.
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He despisd the fairest beauties,
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And the greatest fortunes too,
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At length he marryd to a beggar!
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See what Cupids darts can do.
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The blinded boy that shoots so trim,
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Did to his closet window steal,
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Then drew a dart, and shot at him,
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And made him soon his power feel.
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He that neer card for woman kind,
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But did females ever hate.
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At length was smitten, wounded, swooned
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For a Beggar at his gate.
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But mark what happened on a day,
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As he lookd from window high,
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He spyd a beggar all in grey,
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With two more in her company.
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She his fancy soon enflamed,
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And his heart was grieved sore;
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Must I have her, court her, crave her,
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I that never lovd before.
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This noble prince of high renown,
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Did to his chamber strait repair,
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And on his couch he laid him down,
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Opprest with love-sick grief and care.
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Neer was monarch so surprised,
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Here I lay a captive slave;
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But Ill to her, court her, wooe her,
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She must heal the wound she gave.
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Then to his palace gate he goes,
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The beggars cravd his charity,
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A purse of gold to them he throws,
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With thankfulness away they fly.
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But the King calld her to him,
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Tho she was but poor and mean:
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His hand did hold her, while he told her,
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She should be his stately Queen.
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At this she blushe scrlet red
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And on this mighty king did gaze;
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Then strait again as pale as lead,
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Alas! she was in such a maze.
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Hand in hand they walkd together,
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And the King did kindly say,
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Hed respect her.---Strait they deckd her,
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In most sumptuous rich array.
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He did appoint the wedding day,
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And likewise them commanded strait
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That noble Lords and Ladies gay
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Upon this gracious Queen should wait
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She appeared a splendid beauty,
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All the court did her adore;
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She in marriage shewd a carriage,
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As if shed been a Queen before.
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Her fame through all the world did ring
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Altho she came of parents poor;
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She by her sovreign Lord the King
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Did bear one son, and eke no more,
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All the nobles were well pleased,
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And the ladies frank and free,
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For her behaviour always gave her
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A title to her dignity.
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At length the King and Queen were laid
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Together in the silent tomb,
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Their royal son the scheptre swayd,
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Who governd in his fathers room.
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Long in glory did he flourish,
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Wealth and honour to increaase,
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Still possessing such a blessing.
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That he livd and reignd in peace.
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