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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)

    Once more the rubi-colourd portall opend,
    Which to his speech did honie passage yeeld,
    Like a red morne that euer yet betokend,
    Wracke to the sea-man, tempest to thefield:
    455 Sorrow to shepherds, wo vnto the birds,
    Gusts, and foule flawes, to heardmen, & to herds.
    This ill presage aduisedly she marketh,
    Euen as the wind is husht before it raineth:
    Or as the wolfe doth grin before he barketh:
    460Or as the berrie breakes before it staineth:
    Or like the deadly bullet of a gun:
    His meaning strucke her ere his words begun.
    And at his looke she flatly falleth downe,
    For lookes kill loue, and loue by lookes reuiueth,
    465A smile recures the wounding of a frowne,
    But blessed bankrout that by loue so thriueth.
    The sillie boy beleeuing she is dead,
    Claps her pale cheeke, till clapping makes it red.
    And all amaz'd, brake off his late intent,
    470For sharply he did thinke to reprehend her,
    Which cunning loue did wittily preuent,
    Faire-fall the wit that can so well defend her:
    For on the grasse she lyes as she were slaine,
    Till his breath breatheth life in her againe.
    475He wrings her nose, he strikes her on the cheekes,
    He bends her fingers, holds her pulses hard,
    He chafes her lips, a thousand wayes he seekes,
    To mend the hurt, that his vnkindnesse mard,
    He kisses her, and she by her good will,
    Will neuer rise, so he will kisse her still.