Venus and Adonis (Modern)
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¶"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.
¶As falcons to the lure, away she flies.
¶The grass stoops not, she treads on it so light;
¶And in her haste unfortunately spies
1030The foul boar's conquest on her fair delight;
¶_Which seen, her eyes are murdered with the view,
¶_Like stars ashamed of day, themselves withdrew.
¶Or as the snail, whose tender horns being hit,
¶Shrinks backward in his shelly cave with pain,
1035And there, all smothered up, in shade doth sit,
¶Long after fearing to creep forth again;
¶_So at his bloody view her eyes are fled
¶_Into the deep-dark cabins of her head,
