Venus and Adonis (Modern)
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¶But all in vain, good queen; it will not be.
¶She hath assailed as much as may be proved.
¶Her pleading hath deserved a greater fee.
610She's love; she loves; and yet she is not loved.
¶_"Fie, fie," he says. "You crush me. Let me go.
¶_You have no reason to withhold me so."
¶"Thou hadst been gone," quoth she, "sweet boy, ere this,
¶But that thou told'st me thou wouldst hunt the boar.
615O, be advised; thou know'st not what it is
¶With javelin's point a churlish swine to gore,
¶_Whose tushes, never sheathed, he whetteth still,
¶_Like to a mortal butcher, bent to kill.
¶"On his bow-back, he hath a battle set
620Of bristly pikes that ever threat his foes.
¶His eyes, like glowworms, shine when he doth fret;
¶His snout digs sepulchers where'er he goes.
¶_Being moved, he strikes, whate'er is in his way,
¶_And whom he strikes his crooked tushes slay.
