The Phoenix and Turtle (Quarto, 1601)
Author: William ShakespeareEditor: Hardy M. CookNot Peer Reviewed
¶Rea
son in it
selfe confounded,
¶Saw Diui
sion grow together,
¶To them
selues yet either neither,
¶Simple were
so well compounded.
45That it cried, how true a twaine,
¶Seemeth this concordant one,
¶Loue hath Rea
son, Rea
son none,
¶If what parts, can
so remaine.
¶Whereupon it made this
Threne,
50To the
Phœnix and the
Doue,
¶Co-
supremes and
starres of Loue,
¶As
Chorus to their Tragique Scene.
¶BEautie, Truth, and Raritie,
¶Grace in all
simplicitie,
55Here enclo
sde, in cinders lie.
¶Death is now the
Phœnix ne
st,
¶And the
Turtles loyall bre
st,