T. R. Smith, comp. Poetica Erotica: Rare and Curious Amatory Verse. 1921–22.
Beauty, Since You So Much Desire
By Thomas Campion (15671620)BEAUTY, since you so much desire | |
To know the place of Cupid’s fire, | |
About you somewhere doth it rest, | |
Yet never harbour’d in your breast, | |
Nor gout-like in your heel or toe,— | 5 |
What fool would seek Love’s flame so low? | |
But a little higher, but a little higher, | |
There, there, O there lies Cupid’s fire. | |
Think not, when Cupid most you scorn, | |
Men judge that you of ice were born; | 10 |
For though you cast love at your heel, | |
His fury yet sometimes you feel: | |
And whereabouts if you would know, | |
I tell you still not in your toe: | |
But a little higher, but a little higher, | 15 |
There, there, O there lies Cupid’s fire. | |