With these lines Shakespeare is making fun of his chief rival, the playwright Christopher Marlowe. Marlowe’s biggest hit was a bloody drama based on the life of Tamburlaine, the emperor of the Tartars. The image of a half-dressed, blindfolded Cupid pointing an easily recognizable but obviously fake Tartar’s bow and arrow at a group of elegantly dressed young ladies at a party would have been an amusing parody of the fearsome Tamburlaine.