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Wroth Poem - F47 - Late in the Forest I did Cupid ſee

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41.

Late in the Forest I did Cupid ſee
    colde, wett, and crying hee had lost his way,
    and beeing blind was farder like to stray:
    wch ſight a kind compaſsion bred in mee,

I kindly tooke, and dride him, while that hee
    poore child complain'd hee sterued was wt stay,
    and pin'de for want of his accustom'd pray,
    for non in that wilde place his hoste would bee,

I glad was of his finding, thinking ſure
    this ſeruice should my freedome still procure
    and in my armes I tooke him then vnharm'de,

Carrying him vnto a Mirtle bowre
    butt in the way hee made mee feele, his powre,
    burning my hart who had him kindly warmd
F 41.

Late in the forest I did Cupid see
    Cold, wet, and crying, he had lost his way,
    And being blind was farther like to stray:
    Which sight a kind compassion bred in me,

I kindly took and dried him, while that he,
    Poor child, complained he starved was with stay,
    And pined for want of his accustomed prey,
    For none in that wild place his host would be,

I glad was of his finding, thinking sure
    This service should my freedom still procure
    And in my arms I took him then unharmed

Carrying him* unto a myrtle bower
    But in the way he made me feel, his power,
    Burning my heart who had him kindly warmed.


Like [P8], this sonnet relies upon a humorous depiction of Cupid to convey a more serious message about Pamphilia's entrapment by desire. Roberts [P96] notes that this is a common depiction of Cupid and cites numerous examples, including AS 65:

    For when, naked Boy, thou couldst no harbour find
    In this old world, grown now so too, too wise,
    I lodged thee in my heart, and being blind
    By nature borne, I gave to thee mine eyes.

See also Greville's Caelica 12:

    Cupid, thou naughty boy, when thou wert loathed,
    Naked and blind, for vagabonding noted,
    Thy nakedness I in my reason clothed,
    Mine eyes I gave thee, so was I devoted.

Moved to fol. 49 in P.

'him': P adds 'safe' = 'him safe'.
2.

Late in the Forreſt I did Cupid ſee
    Cold, wett, and crying, he had loſt his way,
    And being blinde was farther like to ſtray;
    Which ſight, a kind compaſſion bred in me.

I kindly tooke, and dry'd him, while that he,
    (Poore Child) complain'd, he ſterued was with ſtay
    And pin'd for want of his accuſtom'd prey,
    For none in that wilde place his Hoſt would be.

I glad was of his finding, thinking ſure,
    This ſeruice ſhould my freedome ſtill procure,
    And in my armes I tooke him then vnharm'd,

Carrying him ſafe vnto a Myrtle bowre,
    But in the way he made me, feele his powre,
    Burning my heart, who had him kindly warm'd.
2.2

Late in the forest I did Cupid see
    Cold, wet, and crying, he had lost his way,
    And being blind was farther like to stray:
    Which sight a kind compassion bred in me,

I kindly took and dried him, while that he,
    Poor child, complained he starved was with stay,
    And pined for want of his accustomed prey,
    For none in that wild place his host would be,

I glad was of his finding, thinking sure
    This service should my freedom still procure
    And in my arms I took him then unharmed

Carrying him safe unto a myrtle bower
    But in the way he made me feel, his power,
    Burning my heart who had him kindly warmed.



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