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by John Lyly (1553 - 1606)

Cupid and my Campaspe played
Language: English 
Cupid and my Campaspe played
At cards for kisses -- Cupid paid:
He stakes his quiver, bow and arrows,
His mother's doves and team of sparrows;
Loses them too; then down he throws
The coral of his lip, the rose
Growing on's cheek (but none knows how)
With these, the crystal of his brow,
And then the dimple of his chin:
All these did my Campaspe win.
At last he set her both his eyes;
She won, and Cupid blind did rise.
O Love! Has she done this to thee?
What shall (alas) become of me?

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Text Authorship:

  • by John Lyly (1553 - 1606) [author's text not yet checked against a primary source]

Musical settings (art songs, Lieder, mélodies, (etc.), choral pieces, and other vocal works set to this text), listed by composer (not necessarily exhaustive):

  • by Martin Dalby (b. 1942), "Cupid and my campaspe ", alternate title: "Cupid and my Campaspe". [voice and piano] [
     text verified 1 time
    ]
  • by Humphrey Procter-Gregg (1895 - 1980), "Cupid and Campaspe" [chorus] [
     text not verified 
    ]

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This text was added to the website: 2015-06-27
Line count: 14
Word count: 95

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