Venus and Adonis (Modern)
Peer Reviewed
¶"If he be dead, O no, it cannot be,
¶Seeing his beauty, thou shouldst strike at it.
¶O yes, it may; thou hast no eyes to see,
940But hatefully at random dost thou hit.
¶_Thy mark is feeble age, but thy false dart
¶_Mistakes that aim and cleaves an infant's heart.
¶"Hadst thou but bid beware, then he had spoke,
¶And, hearing him, thy power had lost his power.
945The destinies will curse thee for this stroke.
¶They bid thee crop a weed; thou pluck'st a flower.
¶_Love's golden arrow at him should have fled,
¶_And not death's ebon dart to strike him dead.
¶"Dost thou drink tears, that thou provok'st such weeping?
950What may a heavy groan advantage thee?
¶Why hast thou cast into eternal sleeping
¶Those eyes that taught all other eyes to see?
¶_Now nature cares not for thy mortal vigor
¶_Since her best work is ruined with thy rigor."
