The Spike: or, Victoria College Review 1912
Licinia's Dimple
Licinia's Dimple.
Licinia on a grassy bank
One day in gentle slumber sank.
Venus and Cupid, passing by,
That pretty country-maid did spy.
Cupid an arrow quickly took;
No harm to her would Venus brook.
"Withhold thy hand," she angry cries,
To stop the shaft she vainly tries;
She turns the dart, its golden tip
Strikes 'neath Licinia's ruby lip.
The scar by Cupid's arrow made,
Thus as a dainty dimple stayed.
—Omicron Pi.