Vpon CVPID'S death and buriall in CASTARA'S cheeke.

CUpids dead. Who would not dye,
To be interr'd so neere, her eye?
Who would feare the sword, to have
Such an Alabaster grave?
O're which two bright …apers burne,
To give light to the beauteous Vine.
At the first Castara smil'd,
Thinking Cupid her beguil'd,
Onely co…nterfeiting death▪
But when she perceiv'd his breath
Quite expir'd: the mournefull Girle,
To ento…be the boy in Pearle,
Wept so long; till pittious Iove,
From the ashes of this Love,
Made ten thousand Cupids rise,
But confin'd them to her eyes:
Where they yet, to shew they lacke
No due sorrow, still we are blacke.
But the blacks so glorious are
Which they mou…ne in, that the faire
Quires of starres, looke pale and …et,
Seeing themselves out shin'd by jet.