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


¶Ay, me, (quoth Venus) young, and
so vnkinde,
¶VVhat bare excu
ses mak'
st thou to be gon?
¶Ile
sigh cele
stiall breath, who
se gentle winde,
190Shall coole the heate of this de
scending
sun:
¶_Ile make a
shadow for thee of my heares,
¶_If they burn too, Ile quench them with my teares.
¶The
sun that
shines from heauen,
shines but warme,
¶And lo I lye betweene that
sunne, and thee:
195The heate I haue from thence doth litle harme,
¶Thine eye darts forth the fire that burneth me,
¶_And were I not immortall, life were done,
¶_Betweene this heauenly, and earthly
sunne.
¶Art thou obdurate, flintie, hard as
steele?
200Nay more then flint, for
stone at raine relenteth:
¶Art thou a womans
sonne and can
st not feele
¶VVhat tis to loue, how want of loue tormenteth?
¶_O had thy mother borne
so hard a minde,
¶_She had not brought forth thee, but died vnkind.
205VVhat am I that thou
should
st contemne me this?
¶Or what great danger, dwels vpon my
sute?
¶VVhat were thy lips the wor
se for one poore kis?
¶Speake faire, but
speake faire words, or el
se be mute:
¶_Giue me one ki
sse, Ile giue it thee againe,
210_And one for intre
st, if thou wilt haue twaine.
¶Fie, liuele
sse picture, cold, and
sencele
sse
stone,
¶VVell painted idoll, image dull, and dead,
¶Statüe contenting but the eye alone,
¶Thing like a man, but of no woman bred:
215_Thou art no man, though of a mans complexion,
¶_For men will ki
sse euen by their owne direction.

