Roger Quilter - Cupid - текст песни (слова)

Original text:  
 Love, like a beggar, came to me
 With hose and doublet torn
 His shirt bedangling from his knee.
 With hat and shoes outworn.
 He asked an alms I gave him bread.
 and meat too, for his need
 Of which, when he had fully fed,
 He wished me all good speed.
 Away he went, but as he turn'd,
 In faith I know not how,
 He touch'd me so, as that I burn'd
 And am tormented now.
 Love's silent flames and fires obscure
 Then crept into my heart:
 and though I saw no bow, I'm sure
 His finger was the dart.