Here you will find the Poem To Love of poet Giles Fletcher Senior
If, Cupid, Heaven is your home, you are the child of Venus, Nectar and Ambrosia are your food, then why do you spend days and nights with me? Why burn me with your flame, and quench my thirst with tears? Why destroy me? You are indeed descended from wild beasts. Are you worthy of such descent and of heaven? But I, I am merely a shadow, why do you torture me? Ad amorem. Si coelum patria est puer beatum, Si vero peperit VENUS benigna, Si Nectar tibi Massicum ministrat; Si sancta Ambrosia est cibus petitus, Quid noctes habitas, diesque mecum? Quid victum face supplicemque aduris? Quid longam lachrimis sitim repellis? Quid nostrae dape pasceris medullae? O vere rabidum genus faerarum: O domo stipe patriaque digne: Jam levis sumus umbra, quid lacessis?