Venus and Adonis (Modern)
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¶"For there his smell with others being mingled,
¶The hot scent-snuffing hounds are driven to doubt,
¶Ceasing their clamorous cry till they have singled
¶With much ado the cold fault cleanly out.
695_Then do they spend their mouths; echo replies,
¶_As if another chase were in the skies.
¶"By this, poor Wat, far off upon a hill,
¶Stands on his hinder-legs with list'ning ear
¶To hearken if his foes pursue him still.
700Anon their loud alarums he doth hear,
¶_And now his grief may be comparèd well
¶_To one sore sick that hears the passing bell.
¶"Then shalt thou see the dew-bedabbled wretch
¶Turn and return, indenting with the way.
705Each envious brier his weary legs do scratch;
¶Each shadow makes him stop; each murmur stay.
¶_For misery is trodden on by many
¶_And, being low, never relieved by any.
