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Author: William Shakespeare
Editor: Hardy M. Cook
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Lucrece (Quarto, 1594)


THE RAPE OF LVCRECE.

330So so, quoth he, these lets attend the time,
Like little frosts that sometime threat the spring,
To ad a more reioysing to the prime,
And giue the sneaped birds more cause to sing.
Pain payes the income of ech precious thing,
335Huge rocks, high winds, strong pirats, shelues and
The marchant feares, ere rich at home he lands.

Now is he come vnto the chamber dore,
That shuts him from the Heauen of his thought,
VVhich with a yeelding latch, and with no more,
340Hath bard him from the blessed thing he sought.
So from himselfe impiety hath wrought,
That for his pray to pray he doth begin,
As if the Heauens should countenance his sin.

But in the midst of his vnfruitfull prayer,
345Hauing solicited th'eternall power,
That his foule thoughts might cōpasse his fair faire,
And they would stand auspicious to the howre.
Euen there he starts, quoth he, I must deflowre;
The powers to whom I pray abhor this fact,
350How can they then assist me in the act?
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