Caelica, Sonnet XIII

CVpid, his Boyes play many times forbidden
By Venus, who thinks Mars best manhood boyish,
While he shot all, still for not shooting chidden,
Weepes himselfe blind to see that Sexe so coyish.

And in this blindnesse wandreth many places,
Till his foe Absence, hath him prisonner gotten,
Who breaks his arrowes, bow and wings defaces,
Keepes him till he his Boys play hath forgotten.
Then lets him loose, no God of yeeres, but houres
Cures and restores him all things, but his blindnesse,
Forbids him nothing but the constant powers,
Where Absence neuer can haue power of kindnesse:
Ladies, this blind Boy that ran from his Mother,
Will euer play the wag with one or other.