Cupid's kindness

Beethoven, Ludwig van

Dear brother! Yes, the nymph you wed

Must be of loveliest feature,

The finest heart, the finest head,

The sweetest dearest creature.

This matchless maid go find and woo,

And heav'n for you preserve her!

I only ask, where is in you

Te merit to deserve her?

We girls, I own, are just the same,

Talk folly just as blindly;

And did not Cupid take his aim

And rule the world more kindly,

Fair maids to find with ev'ry grace,

How vain were your endeavour?

And we might in another place

Lead apes, alas! for ever.