Once Cupid, he Went on a spree And made a peck of trouble, “Ah ha!” cried he, “Two hearts I see!” Alack, the rogue saw double. There was but one; What has he done? How could he be so stupid? Into one heart Two arrows dart— O Cupid, Cupid, Cupid! In truth ’t is sweet When “two hearts beat As one”—but what to do When in one heart Two arrows smart And one heart beats as two? |