Sonnet 153

Cupid laid by his brand and fell asleep; A maid of Dian's this advantage found, And his love-kindling fire did quickly steep In a cold valley-fountain of that ground; Which borrow'd from this holy fire of Love A dateless lively heat, still to endure, And grew a seething bath, which yet men prove Against strange maladies a sovereign cure. But at my mistress' eye Love's brand new fired, The boy for trial needs would touch my breast; I sick withal the help of bath desired, And thither hied, a sad distemper'd guest; But found no cure: the bath for my help lies Where Cupid got new fire—my mistress' eyes.

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Sonnet 153 is an episode from Shakespeare Sundays with Chop Bard by Ehren Ziegler.

This episode is 15:12 long.

This episode was published on Jul 10, 2022.

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