What thing is love?—for (well I wot) love is a thingIt is a prick, it is a sting,It is a pretty, pretty thing;It is a fire, it is a coal,Whose flame creeps in at every hole! The Hunting of Cupid (1591)
My merry, merry, merry roundelayConcludes with Cupid’s curse:They that do change old love for new,Pray gods, they change for worse!