Love
Me Cupid made a Happy Slave
From The Muses Mercury (1707)
Love
Me Cupid made a Happy Slave,
A merry wretched Man,
I slight the Nymphs I cannot have,
Nor Doat on those I can.
This constant Maxim still I hold,
To baffle all Despair;
The Absent Ugly are and Old,
The Present Young and Fair.
Cite this poem
MLA
Steele, Richard. “Me Cupid made a Happy Slave.” Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/steele_r/0/.
Chicago
Steele, Richard. “Me Cupid made a Happy Slave.” Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/steele_r/0/.