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The Origin of Cupid -- A Fable

ON IDA’S mount the gods were met,
A sportive, jolly, noisy set,
Resolving nectar bowls to quaff,
To revel, riot, sing and laugh;
For gods will frolic now and then,
And err like earth-born sons of men.
From early dawn till setting day
The jocund hours had roll’d away,
When midst the group Apollo rose
This serious question to propose,
Who should succeed upon the throne

(Mary Darby Robinson)

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