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  • Title: Venus and Adonis (Quarto 1, 1593)
  • Editor: Hardy M. Cook
  • ISBN: 978-1-55058-411-0

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    Author: William Shakespeare
    Editor: Hardy M. Cook
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    Venus and Adonis (Quarto 1, 1593)

    At this Adonis smiles as in disdaine,
    That in ech cheeke appeares a prettie dimple;
    Loue made those hollowes, if him selfe were slaine,
    He might be buried in a tombe so simple,
    245 Foreknowing well, if there he came to lie,
    VVhy there loue liu'd, & there he could not die.
    These louely caues, these round inchanting pits,
    Opend their mouthes to swallow Venus liking:
    Being mad before, how doth she now for wits?
    250Strucke dead at first, what needs a second striking?
    Poore Queene of loue, in thine own law forlorne,
    To loue a cheeke that smiles at thee in scorne.
    Now which way shall she turne? what shall she say?
    Her words are done, her woes the more increasing,
    255The time is spent, her obiect will away,
    And ftom her twining armes doth vrge releasing:
    Pitie she cries, some fauour, some remorse,
    Away he springs, and hasteth to his horse.
    But lo from forth a copp's that neighbors by,
    260A breeding Iennet, lustie, young, and proud,
    Adonis trampling Courser doth espy:
    And forth she rushes, snorts, and neighs aloud.
    The strong-neckt steed being tied vnto a tree,
    Breaketh his raine, and to her straight goes hee.
    265Imperiously he leaps, he neighs, he bounds,
    And now his wouen girthes he breaks asunder,
    The bearing earth with his hard hoofe he wounds,
    VVhose hollow wombe resounds like heauens thun-(der,
    The yron bit he crusheth tweene his teeth,
    270 Controlling what he was controlled with.