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- VENVS AND ADONIS.
V
Vhere
did
I
Icaue
?
no
matter
where(i]uoth
he)
Leaiic
me,
and
then
the
ftoric
aptly
ends,
The
night
is
fpcnt
,
why
v.
hat
of that
(quoth
(he
?)
I
am (quoth
he)
expedcd
of
my
friends,
And now tis darke, an^^ going I fliall fall.
In night (quoth flic) defire fees bed of all.
But if thou fall, oh then imagine this,
Th
e
earth
in
loue
with thee,
thy
footing
trips^
And all is but to rob thee of a kis,
Rich prayes make true-men thceues :fo do thy lips
Makcmodeft Dyan, cloudic and forlornc.
Left (he (hould fteale a kifle and die forfwornc.
Now of this darke night I percciue the reafon,
Cinthia forilianie, obfcures hcrfilucr fninc,
Till forging nature be condem.n'd of treafbn,
For ftealing moulds from heauen , that were diuine,
V Vhcriii llic fram'd thee,in hie hcauens de/pight,
To ihame the funne by day, and her by night.
And therefore hath flie brib'dthe deftinies.
To crofle the curious workmanftiip of nature,
To mingle beautie with infirmities,
And pure perfection with impure defeature,
Making it fubied to the tyrannic,'
Of mad mifchances, and much mifcric.
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