A PARADOX
Dan Cupyd drewe hys lyttle bowe,
And strayght ye arrowe from it flewe,
Although its course was rather lowe,
I thought 'twould pass above my heade—
In stature I am shorte, you knowe.
But soone upon my breast a stayne
Of blood appeared, and showed ye marke
Whereat ye boy god tooke hys aime;
I staggered, groaned and then—I smyled!
Egad! it was a pleasante payne!
