JZSOFS FABLES. Fab.XXXIX. Of Cupid and Death. CVfid too careful of his Mothers task Roving all day did wound a thoufand Hearts With Golden or with Leaden pointed Darts ; At night his fport perfuing to a Mask, Where he his Quiver empties, and fupplies Again from beauteous Ladies Eys, While they in comely Motion ad their parts; What Nymphs are theft, fbme whifper ? others ask What Goddefs now appears ? and as the' admire, Adive and fierce Defire Seven couples fhoots at once with mutual Fire, And e'r nights Wheels could the Meridian cut, There thoufands more the God to torture put. The fame day Death had at a cruel Fight As bufy been, and mighty Slaughter made, She and blind Chance on both fides double plaid; Then the grim Angel vifits Towns by night. Now weary, and grown late, Death could not well Reach the Adamantine Gates of Hell, W^here Plague, War,Famine, her Companions laid On Iron Couches, trembling>Ghoirs affright ; (a) a city in the Mand of cwM, Nor could blind Cupid W Pathos find, io dark confecrated to VtH>, whence (he was l l mii'd p*fhia. The Sky was grown, no Spark In all Heaven's Face to give the Boy a Mark : At one Inn therefore two great Furies lay, Till Sleep Death's elder Brother doth obey. Nor