fooles, women shall make men Venus fooles. This shafte is leade in the head, and whose feathers are of the night Rauen, a deadly and poysoned shafte, which breedeth hate onely against those which sue for loue. Take heede Cupid thou hitte not Phao with this shafte: for then shall Venus perishe. This laste is an old arrow,35 but newlye mended, the arrow which hitte both Sapho and Phao, working onely in meane mindes an aspiring to superiours, & in high estates a stooping to inferiours: with this Cupid I am galled my selfe, till thou haue galled Phao with the other.
Cupid. I warrant you I will cause Phao to languishe in your loue,40 and Sapho to disdaine his.
Venus. Goe, loyter not, nor mistake your shafte. 〈Exit Cupid.〉 Now Venus, hast thou plaide a cunning parte, though not curraunt. But why should Venus dispute of vnlawfulnesse in loue, or faith in affection? beeing both the Goddesse of loue and affection? knowing45 there is as litle trueth to be vsed in loue, as there is reason. No, sweete Phao, Venus will obtaine because she is Venus. Not thou Ioue with thũder in thy hand, shalt take him out of my hands. I haue new arrowes now for my boy, and fresh flames, at which the Gods shall tremble, if they beginne to trouble me. But I will expect50 the euent, and tarye for Cupid at the forge. 〈Exit.〉
SAPHO, Cupid, MILETA, Venus.
Sapho. What hast thou done Cupid?
Cupid. That my mother commaunded, Sapho.
Sapho. Mee thinkes I feele an alteration in my minde, and as it were a withstanding in my self of mine own affections.
Cupid. Then hath mine arrow his effect.5
Sapho. I pray thee tell me the cause?
Cupid. I dare not.
Sapho. Feare nothing: for if Venus fret, Sapho canne frowne, thou shalt bee my sonne. Mileta, giue him some sweete meates; speake good Cupid, and I will giue thee many pretie things.10
Cupid. My mother is in loue with Phao, she willed mee to strike you with disdain of him, and him with desire of her.____________________