Venus and Adonis (Quarto 1, 1592-3)
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VENVS AND ADONIS.
¶Now quicke desire hath caught the yeelding pray,
¶And gluttonlike she feeds, yet neuer filleth,
¶Her lips are conquerers, his lips obay,
¶VVith blind fold furie she begins to forrage,
555Her face doth reeke, & smoke, her blood doth boile,
¶Hot, faint, and wearie, with her hard imbracing,
560Like a wild bird being tam'd with too much hādling,
¶Or as the fleet-foot Roe that's tyr'd with chasing,
¶Or like the froward infant stild with dandling:
¶Things out of hope, are compast oft with ventring,
¶_Affection faints not like a pale-fac'd coward,
VVhen
