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Author: William Shakespeare
Editor: Hardy M. Cook
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Venus and Adonis (Quarto 1, 1592-3)


VVith this he breaketh from the sweet embrace,
Of those faire armes which bound him to her brest,
And homeward through the dark lawnd runs apace,
Leaues loue vpon her backe, deeply distrest,
815Looke how a bright star shooteth from the skye;
So glides he in the night from Venus eye.

VVhich after him she dartes, as one on shore
Gazing vpon a late embarked friend,
Till the wilde waues will haue him seene no more,
820VVhose ridges with the meeting cloudes contend:
So did the mercilesse, and pitchie night,
Fold in the obiect that did feed her sight.

VVhereat amas'd as one that vnaware,
Hath dropt a precious iewell in the flood,
825Or stonisht, as night wandrers often are,
Their light blowne out in some mistrustfull wood;
Euen so confounded in the darke she lay,
Hauing lost the faire discouerie of her way.

And now she beates her heart, whereat it grones,
830That all the neighbour caues as seeming troubled,
Make verball repetition of her mones,
Passion on passion, deeply is redoubled,
Ay me, she cries, and twentie times, wo, wo,
And twentie ecchoes, twentie times crie so,
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