Venus and Adonis (Modern)

Author: William Shakespeare

Editor: Hardy M. Cook

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Venus and Adonis (Modern)
- Work
- Stanza
  1. Dedication
  2. 1 — 5
  3. 6 — 10
  4. 11 — 15
  5. 16 — 20
  6. 21 — 25
  7. 26 — 30
  8. 31 — 35
  9. 36 — 40
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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
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  21. 92 — 96
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  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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¶Sometime he scuds far off, and there he stares.
¶Anon he starts at stirring of a feather.
¶To bid the wind a base he now prepares,
¶And where he run or fly they know not whether;
305_For through his mane and tail the high wind sings,
¶_Fanning the hairs, who wave like feathered wings.

¶He looks upon his love and neighs unto her;
¶She answers him as if she knew his mind.
¶Being proud, as females are, to see him woo her,
310She puts on outward strangeness, seems unkind,
¶_Spurns at his love, and scorns the heat he feels,
¶_Beating his kind embracements with her heels.

¶Then, like a melancholy malcontent,
¶He vails his tail that, like a falling plume,
315Cool shadow to his melting buttock lent.
¶He stamps and bites the poor flies in his fume.
¶_His love perceiving how he was enraged,
¶_Grew kinder, and his fury was assuaged.

¶His testy master goeth about to take him,
320When, lo, the unbacked breeder, full of fear,
¶Jealous of catching, swiftly doth forsake him;
¶With her the horse, and left Adonis there.
¶_As they were mad, unto the wood they hie them,
¶_Outstripping crows that strive to overfly them.

325All swollen with chafing, down Adonis sits,
¶Banning his boist'rous and unruly beast;
¶And now the happy season once more fits
¶That lovesick love by pleading may be blest;
¶_For lovers say the heart hath treble wrong
330_When it is barred the aidance of the tongue.

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