<p>WHILE furious <persName type="mythological">Mors</persName>, from place, to place did flie,<lb/> And here, and there, her fatall dartes did throwe:<lb/> At lengthe shee mette, with <persName type="mythological">Cupid</persName> passing by,<lb/> <term id="embstma_1667_13601"/>Who likewise had, bene busie with his bowe:<lb/> Within one Inne, they bothe togeather stay'd,<lb/> And for one nighte, awaie theire shooting lay'd.<lb/> The morrowe next, they bothe awaie doe haste,<lb/> And eache by chaunce, the others quiuer takes:<lb/> The frozen dartes, on <persName type="mythological">Cupiddes</persName> backe weare plac'd,<lb/> The fierie dartes, the leane virago shakes:<lb/> Whereby ensued, suche alteration straunge,<lb/> As all the worlde, did wonder at the chaunge.<lb/> For gallant youthes, whome <persName type="mythological">Cupid</persName> thoughte to wounde,<lb/> Of loue, and life, did make an ende at once.<lb/> And aged men, whome deathe woulde bringe to grounde:<lb/> Beganne againe to loue, with sighes, and grones;<lb/> Thus natures lawes, this chaunce infringed soe:<lb/> That age did loue, and youthe to graue did goe.<lb/> Till at the laste, as <persName type="mythological">Cupid</persName>drewe his bowe,<lb/> Before he shotte: a younglinge thus did crye,<lb/> Oh <persName type="mythological">Venus</persName> sonne, thy dartes thou doste not knowe,<lb/> They pierce too deepe: for all thou hittes, doe die:<lb/> Oh spare our age, who honored thee of oulde,<lb/> Theise dartes are bone, take thou the dartes of goulde.<lb/> <pb n="embstma_1667_fac133"/> Which beinge saide, a while did <persName type="mythological">Cupid</persName> staye,<lb/> And sawe, how youthe was almoste cleane extinct:<lb/> And age did doate, with garlandes freshe, and gaye,<lb/> And heades all balde, weare newe in wedlocke linckt:<lb/> Wherefore he shewed, this error vnto <persName type="mythological">Mors</persName>,<lb/> Who miscontent, did chaunge againe perforce.<lb/> Yet so, as bothe some dartes awaie conuay'd,<lb/> Which weare not theirs: yet vnto neither knowne,<lb/> Some bonie dartes, in <persName type="mythological">Cupiddes</persName> quiuer stay'd,<lb/> Some goulden dartes, had <persName type="mythological">Mors</persName> amongst her owne.<lb/> Then, when wee see, vntimelie deathe appeare:<lb/> Or wanton age: it was this chaunce you heare.<lb/> <gloss target="embstma_1667_13601" lang="la"><name type="author">Ioachim. Belleius</name>.<lb/> Mutarunt arma inter<lb/> se <persName type="mythological">Mors</persName> atque <persName type="mythological">Cupido</persName><lb/> Hic falcem gestat,<lb/> gestat at illa facem.<lb/> Afficit haec animum,<lb/> corpus sed conficit ille:<lb/> Sic moritur iuuenis,<lb/> sic moribundus amat.</gloss> </p>

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Cupid and Death mistakenly shoot each other's arrows: Death stimulates an old man to love again, Cupid kills a young lover

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On Death and Love: a humorous tale

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