Fair Cupid Passed A Secret Wood Of Green Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai

Fair Cupid passed a secret wood of green
And therein full many a couple and lovers saw
All invisible he was and in delight he smiled
At each caress and touch and kiss and word of Love
Therefore he deemed useless his quivers to loose
And with a merry step went down the glade
The sun went down a hill all red
But ah for me for me the ageing years
Have havoc wrought amidst their hoary waves
And tempests green that freeze the warm red blood
That coursed the shrine of body and Love in youth:
So Cupid to me came and at my prayer
He loosened his deep quiver and inside
Right to my heart it went reviving me.