How He Saw Her by Ben Jonson
3:29 PM
- I BEHELD her, on a day,
- When her look outflourished May,
- And her dressing did outbrave
- All the pride the fields then have.
- Far I was from being stupid,
- For I ran and called on Cupid,
- 'Love, if thou wilt ever see
- Mark of glory, come with me.
- Where's thy quiver? Bend thy bow.
- Here's a shaft; thou art too slow!'
- And withal I did untie
- Every cloud about his eye.
- But he had not gained his sight
- Sooner, than he lost his might
- Or his courage; for away
- Straight he ran, and durst not stay,
- Letting bow and arrow fall;
- Nor for any threat or call,
- Could be brought once back to look.
- I, foolhardy, there uptook
- Both the arrow he had quit
- And the bow, which thought to hit
- This my object. But she threw
- Such a lightning, as I drew,
- At my face, that took my sight
- And my motion from me quite;
- So that there I stood a stone,
- Mocked of all, and called of one--
- Which with grief and wrath I heard--
- Cupid's statue with a beard,
- Or else one that played his ape
- In a Hercules's shape.
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