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- VENYS AND ADOKIS.
VVhcreathertcares began to tunic their tide,
Being prifond in her eye: like pearles in glaffe,
Yet lorn edmesfals an orient drop, befide, ,
Which h^rcheeke mcIts,asrcorning it fliould paflfc
To walh thefbule face of the flutthh ground,
VVho is but dronken when fhe feemeth drownd.
O hard belecuing loue how flrahgc it fceraes !
Not to beJecue,and yet too credulous:
Thy weale^and wo^are both of them extreames,
Defpairc^and hope^makes thee ridiculous.
The one doth 6atter thee in thoughts vnlikely,
Inhkely thought^ the other kils thee quickly.
Now fhe vnweaues the web that (lie hath wrought,
Adonis lines, and death is not to blame :
It was not (lie that cald.him all to nought ^
Now ihe ads honours to his hatefull name.
She clepcs him king ofgraues56^ graue for kings,
Imperious fupreme ofall mortall things.
No, no, quoth Qic, fweet death, I did but ieft.
Yet pardon me, I felt a kind of fcarc
When as I met die boarc,that bloodie bead:,
Which knowes no pitie but is ftill feuere,
Then gcnde il]adow(tr'uth 1 muft confcfTe)
1 rayld oa tliec, fegring my loues dcccffc.
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