Venus and Adonis (Modern)
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¶The night of sorrow now is turned to day.
¶Her two blue windows faintly she upheaveth,
¶Like the fair sun, when in his fresh array
¶He cheers the morn and all the earth relieveth;
485_And as the bright sun glorifies the sky,
¶_So is her face illumined with her eye,
¶Whose beams upon his hairless face are fixed,
¶As if from thence they borrowed all their shine.
¶Were never four such lamps together mixed,
490Had not his clouded with his brows repine;
¶_But hers, which through the crystal tears gave light,
¶_Shone like the moon in water seen by night.
¶"O, where am I?" quoth she, "in earth or heaven,
¶Or in the ocean drenched, or in the fire?
495What hour is this, or morn, or weary even?
¶Do I delight to die, or life desire?
¶_But now I lived, and life was death's annoy;
¶_But now I died, and death was lively joy.
