Internet Shakespeare Editions

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


955Here ouercome as one full of dispaire,
She vaild her eye-lids, who like sluces stopt
The christall tide, that from her two cheeks faire,
In the sweet channell of her bosome dropt.
But through the floud-gates breaks thesiluer rain,
960 And with his strong course opens them againe.

O how her eyes, and teares, did lend, and borrow,
Her eye seene in the teares, teares in her eye,
Both christals, where they viewd ech others sorrow:
Sorrow, that friendly sighs sought still to drye,
965 But like a stormie day, now wind, now raine,
Sighs drie her cheeks, tears make thē wet againe.

Variable passions throng her constant wo,
As striuing who should best become her griefe,
All entertaind, ech passion labours so,
970That euerie present sorrow seemeth chiefe,
But none is best, then ioyne they all together,
Like many clouds, consulting for foule weather.

By this farre off, she heares some huntsman hallow,
A nourses song nere pleasd her babe so well,
975The dyre imagination she did follow,
This sound of hope doth labour to expell,
For now reuiuing ioy bids her reioyce,
And flatters her, it is Adonis voyce.