Poems (David)/Fragment (Ah! once as Cupid did repose)
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FRAGMENT.
AH! once as Cupid did repose Warm in the bosom of a rose,Then that queenly flower was pale As the fair lily of the vale.—Alas! the god with careless eye Sees not the thorns that round her lie
Won by Rosa's flattering smile He dreams not of her subtle guile.—Oh! trusting child, her thorns soon prove But ill repaid is thy warm love;The crimson drops thy bed they stain'd, And red since then the rose remain'd.