"Cupid, thou naughty boy..."

Cupid, thou naughty boy, when thou wert loathed, Naked and blind, for vagabonding noted, Thy nakedness I in my reason clothed, Mine eyes I gave thee, so was I devoted. Fie, wanton, fie! who would show children kindness? No sooner he into mine eyes was gotten But straight he clouds them with a seeing blindness, Makes reason wish that reason were forgotten. From thence to Myra's eyes the wanton strayeth, Where while I charge him with ungrateful measure, So with fair wonders he mine eyes betrayeth, That my wounds and his wrongs become my pleasure; Till for more spite to Myra's heart he flyeth, Where living to the world, to me he dieth.