Sonnet 154: The little Love-god lying once asleep

The little love god lying once asleepLaid by his side his heart-inflaming brand,Whilst many nymphs that vowed chaste life to keepCame tripping by; but in her maiden hand,The fairest votary took up that fireWhich many legions of true hearts had warmed,And so the general of hot desireWas sleeping by a virgin hand disarmed.This brand she quenched in a cool well by,Which from Love's fire took heat

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