Venus and Adonis (Quarto 1, 1592-3)
Author: William ShakespeareEditor: Hardy M. CookPeer Reviewed


¶Had I bin tooth'd like him I mu
st confe
sse,
¶VVith ki
ssing him I
should haue kild him fir
st,
¶But he is dead, and neuer did he ble
sse
1120My youth with his, the more am I accur
st.
¶_VVith this
she falleth in the place
she
stood,
¶_And
staines her face with his congealed bloud.
¶She lookes vpon his lips, and they are pale,
¶She takes him by the hand, and that is cold,
1125She whi
spers in his eares a heauie tale,
¶As if they heard the wofull words
she told:
¶_She lifts the coffer-lids that clo
se his eyes,
¶_VVhere lo, two lamps burnt out in darkne
sse lies.
¶Two gla
sses where her
selfe, her
selfe beheld
1130A thou
sand times, and now no more reflect,
¶Their vertue lo
st, wherein they late exceld,
¶And euerie beautie robd of his effect;
¶_VVonder of time (quoth
she) this is my
spight,
¶_That thou being dead, the day
shuld yet belight.
1135Since thou art dead, lo here I prophecie,
¶Sorrow on loue hereafter
shall attend:
¶It
shall be wayted on with iealou
sie,
¶Find
sweet beginning, but vn
sauorie end.
¶_Nere
setled equally, but high or lo,
1140_That all loues plea
sure
shall not match his wo.
¶It
shall be fickle, fal
se, and full of fraud,
¶Bud, and be bla
sted, in a breathing while,
¶The bottome poy
son, and the top ore-
strawd
¶VVith
sweets, that
shall the true
st
sight beguile,
1145_The
stronge
st bodie
shall it make mo
st weake,
¶_Strike the wi
se dūbe, & teach the foole to
speake.

