Venus and Adonis (Modern)

Author: William Shakespeare

Editor: Hardy M. Cook

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Venus and Adonis (Modern)
- Work
- Stanza
  1. Dedication
  2. 2 — 6
  3. 7 — 11
  4. 12 — 16
  5. 17 — 21
  6. 22 — 26
  7. 27 — 31
  8. 32 — 36
  9. 37 — 41
  10. 42 — 46
  11. 47 — 51
  12. 52 — 56
  13. 57 — 61
  14. 62 — 66
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  35. 167 — 171
  36. 172 — 176
  37. 177 — 181
  38. 182 — 186
  39. 187 — 191
  40. 192 — 196
  41. 197 — 199
Venus and Adonis (Quarto 1, 1592-3)
- Work
- Stanza
  1. Title Page
  2. Dedication
  3. 2 — 6
  4. 7 — 11
  5. 12 — 16
  6. 17 — 21
  7. 22 — 26
  8. 27 — 31
  9. 32 — 36
  10. 37 — 41
  11. 42 — 46
  12. 47 — 51
  13. 52 — 56
  14. 57 — 61
  15. 62 — 66
  16. 67 — 71
  17. 72 — 76
  18. 77 — 81
  19. 82 — 86
  20. 87 — 91
  21. 92 — 96
  22. 97 — 101
  23. 102 — 106
  24. 107 — 111
  25. 112 — 116
  26. 117 — 121
  27. 122 — 126
  28. 127 — 131
  29. 132 — 136
  30. 137 — 141
  31. 142 — 146
  32. 147 — 151
  33. 152 — 156
  34. 157 — 161
  35. 162 — 166
  36. 167 — 171
  37. 172 — 176
  38. 177 — 181
  39. 182 — 186
  40. 187 — 191
  41. 192 — 196
  42. 197 — 199
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  35. 37
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  39. 41
  40. 42
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  49. 51
  50. 52
  51. 53
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  53. 55

¶"No, no," quoth she, "sweet death, I did but jest.
¶Yet pardon me, I felt a kind of fear
¶When as I met the boar, that bloody beast,
1000Which knows no pity but is still severe.
¶_Then, gentle shadow, truth I must confess,
¶_I railed on thee, fearing my love's decease.

¶"'Tis not my fault; the boar provoked my tongue.
¶Be wreaked on him, invisible commander.
1005'Tis he, foul creature, that hath done thee wrong.
¶I did but act; he's author of thy slander.
¶_Grief hath two tongues, and never woman yet
¶_Could rule them both without ten women's wit."

¶Thus hoping that Adonis is alive,
1010Her rash suspect she doth extenuate;
¶And that his beauty may the better thrive,
¶With death she humbly doth insinuate;
¶_Tells him of trophies, statues, tombs, and stories
¶_His victories, his triumphs, and his glories.

1015"O Jove," quoth she, "how much a fool was I
¶To be of such a weak and silly mind
¶To wail his death who lives and must not die
¶Till mutual overthrow of mortal kind.
¶_For he being dead, with him is beauty slain;
1020_And beauty dead, black chaos comes again.

¶"Fie, fie, fond love, thou art as full of fear
¶As one with treasure laden, hemmed with thieves.
¶Trifles unwitnessèd with eye or ear
¶Thy coward heart with false bethinking grieves."
1025_Even at this word she hears a merry horn,
¶_Whereat she leaps that was but late forlorn.

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