Sea-born goddess, let me be <br />By thy son thus graced, and thee, <br />That whene'er I woo, I find <br />Virgins coy, but not unkind. <br />Let me, when I kiss a maid, <br />Taste her lips, so overlaid <br />With love's sirop, that I may <br />In your temple, when I pray, <br />Kiss the altar, and confess <br />There's in love no bitterness.<br /><br />Robert Herrick<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-hymn-to-venus-and-cupid/
