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- # II. 643—666
## Overview
This section, labeled "II. 643—666," is a segment of a larger work, likely a poem or play, extracted from a text file. It contains lines of verse and is part of a chapter titled "VENVS AND ADONIS." The section spans from line 2355 to 2390 of the source document.
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This section is contained within the chapter "[VENVS AND ADONIS.](arke:01KG6S4EKY2NN9C1PGK59TDRWY)" and was extracted from the file "[pdf-01KG6Q7Q25RHMFT3SJXPV18VFF.txt](arke:01KG6S2X2EBB305ENM00G16GWA)". It is part of the collection "[PDF Workflow Main Test 2026-01-30T00:26:53](arke:01KG6NWQ2H2K4PGG7H4ZHYCZ3Y)". It follows the section "II. 619—642" and precedes the section "11. 667—690".
## Contents
The text of this section consists of poetic verses, likely from William Shakespeare's poem "Venus and Adonis," given the chapter title. The verses describe the pursuit of a hare by hounds, using vivid imagery and metaphors. The speaker addresses a "thee," possibly Adonis, and offers advice on hunting, contrasting the fear of the hare with the danger of encountering a boar. The text includes references to the hounds' pursuit, the hare's evasive tactics, and the emotional state of the hunted creature.
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# VENYS AND ADONIS.
What should I do, seeing thee so indeed?
That tremble at th'imagination,
The thought of it doth make my faint heart bleed,
And seare doth teach it diuination;
I prophecie thy death, my liuing sorrow,
If thou incounter with the boare to morrow.
But if thou needs wilt hunt, be rul'd by me,
Vncouple at the timerous flying hare,
Or at the foxe which liues by subtiltie,
Or at the Roe which no incounter dare:
Pursue these fearfull creatures o're the downes,
And on thy wel breathd horse keep with thy houds
And when thou hast on soote the purblind hare,
Marke the poore wretch to ouer-shut his troubles,
How he outruns the wind, and with what care,
He crankes and crosses with a thousand doubles,
The many musts through the which he goes,
Are like a labyrinth to amaze his foes.
Sometime he runnes among a flocke of sheepe,
To make the cunning hounds mistake their smell,
And sometime where earth-deluing Conies keepe,
To stop the loud pursuers in their yell:
And sometime sorteth with a heard of deare,
Danger deuishth shifts, wit waites on seare.
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