144VEnus with Adonis sitting by her,

145Vnder a Mirtle shade began to wooe him,

146She told the youngling how god Mars did trie her,

147And as he fell to her, she fell to him.

148Euen thus (quoth she) the warlike god embrac't me:

149And then she clipt Adonis in her armes:

150Euen thus (quoth she) the warlike god vnlac't me,

151As if the boy should vse like louing charmes:

152Euen thus (quoth she) he seized on my lippes,

153And with her lips on his did act the seizure:

154And as she fetched breath, away he skips,

155And would not take her meaning nor her pleasure.

156 Ah, that I had my Lady at this bay:

157 To kisse and clip me till I run away.