says Desdemona; and Cleopatra, when the poisonous asp is planting its fangs, says with saddest irony,—
“Peace! peace!
Dost thou not see my baby at my breast
That sucks the nurse asleep?”
There is a charming illustration of the blending of the classic myth of Amor with actual childhood in these lines of A Midsummer-Night’s Dream, where Helena says,
“Love looks not with the eyes, but with the mind;
And therefore is winged Cupid painted blind:
Nor hath Love’s mind of any judgment taste:
Wings and no eyes figure unheedy haste:
And therefore is Love said to be a child,