首页 >出版文学> VENUS AND ADONIS>第2章
  Whatthoughtherosehaveprickles,yet’tisplucked。
  Werebeautyundertwentylockskeptfast,Yetlovebreaksthrough,andpicksthemallatlast。
  Forpitynowshecannomoredetainhim;
  Thepoorfoolpraysherthathemaydepart。
  Sheisresolvednolongertorestrainhim;
  Bidshimfarewell,andlookwelltoherheart,ThewhichbyCupid’sbowshedothprotestHecarriesthenceincagedinhisbreast。
  ’Sweetboy,’shesays,’thisnightI’llwasteinsorrow,Formysickheartcommandsmineeyestowatch。
  Tellme,love’smaster,shallwemeetto—morrow?
  Say,shallwe?shallwe?wiltthoumakethematch?’
  Hetellsher,no;to—morrowheintendsTohunttheboarwithcertainofhisfriends。
  ’Theboar!’quothshe:whereatasuddenpale,Likelawnbeingspreadupontheblushingrose,Usurpshercheek;shetremblesathistale,Andonhisneckheryokingarmsshethrows。
  Shesinkethdown,stillhangingbyhisneck,Heonherbellyfalls,sheonherback。
  Nowissheintheverylistsoflove,Herchampionmountedforthehotencounter。
  Allisimaginaryshedothprove;
  Hewillnotmanageher,althoughhemounther;
  ThatworsethanTantalus’isherannoy,ToclipElysiumandtolackherjoy。
  Evensopoorbirds,deceivedwithpaintedgrapes,Dosurfeitbytheeyeandpinethemaw;
  EvensoshelanguishethinhermishapsAsthosepoorbirdsthathelplessberriessaw。
  ThewarmeffectswhichsheinhimfindsmissingSheseekstokindlywithcontinualkissing。
  Butallinvain,goodqueen,itwillnotbe。
  Shehathassayedasmuchasmaybeproved;
  Herpleadinghathdeservedagreaterfee;
  She’sLove,sheloves,andyetsheisnotloved。
  ’Fie,fie,’hesays,’youcrushme;letmego;
  Youhavenoreasontowithholdmeso。’
  ’Thouhadstbeengone,’quothshe,’sweetboy,erethis,Butthatthoutold’stmethouwouldsthunttheboar。
  O,beadvised:thouknow’stnotwhatitisWithjavelin’spointachurlishswinetogore,Whosetushesneversheathedhewhettethstill,Liketoamortalbutcherbenttokill。
  ’Onhisbow—backhehathabattlesetOfbristlypikesthateverthreathisfoes;
  Hiseyeslikeglow—wormsshinewhenhedothfret;
  Hissnoutdigssepulchreswhere’erhegoes;
  Beingmoved,hestrikeswhate’erisinhisway,Andwhomhestrikeshiscrookedtushesslay。
  ’Hisbrawnysides,withhairybristlesarmed,Arebetterproofthanthyspear’spointcanenter;
  Hisshortthickneckcannotbeeasilyharmed;
  Beingireful,onthelionhewillventer:
  Thethornybramblesandembracingbushes,Asfearfulofhim,part;throughwhomherushes。
  ’Alas,henoughtesteemsthatfaceofthine,TowhichLove’seyespaystributarygazes;
  Northysofthands,sweetlips,andcrystaleyne,Whosefullperfectionalltheworldamazes;
  Buthavingtheeatvantage—wondrousdread!—
  Wouldrootthesebeautiesasherootsthemead。
  ’O,lethimkeephisloathsomecabinstill;
  Beautyhathnoughttodowithsuchfoulfiends。
  Comenotwithinhisdangerbythywill;
  Theythatthrivewelltakecounseloftheirfriends。
  Whenthoudidstnametheboar,nottodissemble,Ifearedthyfortune,andmyjointsdidtremble。
  ’Didstthounotmarkmyface?wasitnotwhite?
  Saws’tthounotsignsoffearlurkinmineeye?
  GrewInotfaint?andfellInotdownright?
  Withinmybosom,whereonthoudostlie,Mybodingheartpants,beats,andtakesnorest,But,likeanearthquake,shakestheeonmybreast。
  ’ForwhereLovereigns,disturbingJealousyDothcallhimselfAffection’ssentinel;
  Givesfalsealarms,suggestethmutiny,Andinapeacefulhourdothcry"Kill,kill!"
  Distemp’ringgentleLoveinhisdesire,Asairandwaterdoabatethefire。
  ’Thissourinformer,thisbate—breedingspy,ThiscankerthateatsupLove’stenderspring,Thiscarry—tale,dissentiousJealousy,Thatsometimetruenews,sometimefalsedothbring,Knocksatmyheart,andwhispersinmineearThatifIlovetheeIthydeathshouldfear;
  ’Andmorethanso,presentethtomineeyeThepictureofanangrychafingboarUnderwhosesharpfangsonhisbackdothlieAnimagelikethyself,allstainedwithgore;
  WhoseblooduponthefreshflowersbeingshedDothmakethemdroopwithgriefandhangthehead。
  ’WhatshouldIdo,seeingtheesoindeed,Thattrembleatth’imagination?
  Thethoughtofitdothmakemyfaintheartbleed,Andfeardothteachitdivination:
  Iprophesythydeath,mylivingsorrow,Ifthouencounterwiththeboarto—morrow。
  ’Butifthouneedswilthunt,beruledbyme;
  Uncoupleatthetimorousflyinghare,Oratthefoxwhichlivesbysubtlety,Orattheroewhichnoencounterdare。
  Pursuethesefearfulcreatureso’erthedowns,Andonthywell—breathedhorsekeepwiththyhounds。
  ’Andwhenthouhastonfootthepurblindhare,Markthepoorwretch,toovershoothistroubles,Howheoutrunsthewind,andwithwhatcareHecranksandcrosseswithathousanddoubles。
  ThemanymusitsthroughthewhichhegoesArelikealabyrinthtoamazehisfoes。
  ’Sometimeherunsamongaflockofsheep,Tomakethecunninghoundsmistaketheirsmell,Andsometimewhereearth—delvingconieskeep,Tostoptheloudpursuersintheiryell;
  Andsometimesortethwithaherdofdeer。
  Dangerdevisethshifts;witwaitsonfear。
  ’Fortherehissmellwithothersbeingmingled,Thehotscent—snuffinghoundsaredriventodoubt,CeasingtheirclamorouscrytilltheyhavesingledWithmuchadothecoldfaultcleanlyout。
  Thendotheyspendtheirmouths;Echoreplies,Asifanotherchasewereintheskies。
  ’Bythis,poorWat,faroffuponahill,Standsonhishinderlegswithlist’ningear,Tohearkenifhisfoespursuehimstill;
  Anontheirloudalarumshedothhear;
  AndnowhisgriefmaybecomparedwellToonesoresickthathearsthepassing—bell。
  ’Thenshaltthouseethedew—bedabbledwretchTurn,andreturn,indentingwiththeway;
  Eachenviousbrierhiswearylegsdoscratch,Eachshadowmakeshimstop,eachmurmurstay;
  Formiseryistroddenonbymany,Andbeinglowneverrelievedbyany。
  ’Liequietlyandhearalittlemore;
  Nay,donotstruggle,forthoushaltnotrise。
  Tomaketheehatethehuntingoftheboar,Unlikemyselfthouhear’stmemoralize,Applyingthistothat,andsotoso;
  Forlovecancommentuponeverywoe。
  ’WheredidIleave?’’Nomatterwhere,’quothhe;
  ’Leaveme,andthenthestoryaptlyends。
  Thenightisspent。’’Why,whatofthat?’quothshe。
  ’Iam’,quothhe,’expectedofmyfriends;
  Andnow’tisdark,andgoingIshallfall。’
  ’Innight’,quothshe,’desireseesbestofall。
  ’Butifthoufall,O,thenimaginethis,Theearth,inlovewiththee,thyfootingtrips,Andallisbuttorobtheeofakiss。
  Richpreysmaketruementhieves;sodothylipsMakemodestDiancloudyandforlorn,Lestsheshouldstealakiss,anddieforsworn。
  ’NowofthisdarknightIperceivethereason:
  Cynthiaforshameobscureshersilvershine,TillforgingNaturebecondemnedoftreason,Forstealingmouldsfromheaventhatweredivine,Whereinsheframedthee,inhighheaven’sdespite,Toshamethesunbydayandherbynight。
  ’AndthereforehathshebribedtheDestiniesTocrossthecuriousworkmanshipofNature,TominglebeautywithinfirmitiesAndpureperfectionwithimpuredefeature,MakingitsubjecttothetyrannyOfmadmischancesandmuchmisery;
  ’Asburningfevers,aguespaleandfaint,Life—poisoningpestilenceandfrenzieswood,Themarrow—eatingsicknesswhoseattaintDisorderbreedsbyheatingoftheblood,Surfeits,imposthumes,griefanddamneddespair,SwearNature’sdeathforframingtheesofair。
  ’AndnottheleastofallthesemaladiesButinoneminute’sfightbringsbeautyunder。
  Bothfavour,savour,hueandqualities,Whereatth’impartialgazerlatedidwonder,Areonthesuddenwasted,thawedanddone,Asmountainsnowmeltswiththemiddaysun。
  ’Therefore,despiteoffruitlesschastity,Love—lackingvestalsandself—lovingnuns,ThatontheearthwouldbreedascarcityAndbarrendearthofdaughtersandofsons,Beprodigal:thelampthatburnsbynightDriesuphisoiltolendtheworldhislight。
  ’Whatisthybodybutaswallowinggrave,SeemingtoburythatposterityWhichbytherightsoftimethouneedsmusthave,Ifthoudestroythemnotindarkobscurity?
  Ifso,theworldwillholdtheeindisdain,Sithinthypridesofairahopeisslain。
  ’Sointhyselfthyselfartmadeaway;
  Amischiefworsethancivilhome—bredstrife,Ortheirswhosedesperatehandsthemselvesdoslay,Orbutchersirethatreaveshissonoflife。
  Foulcank’ringrustthehiddentreasurefrets,Butgoldthat’sputtousemoregoldbegets。’
  ’Nay,then,’quothAdon,youwillfallagainIntoyouridleover—handiedtheme;
  ThekissIgaveyouisbestowedinvain,Andallinvainyoustriveagainstthestream;
  For,bythisblack—facednight,desire’sfoulnurse,Yourtreatisemakesmelikeyouworseandworse。
  ’Iflovehavelentyoutwentythousandtongues,Andeverytonguemoremovingthanyourown,Bewitchinglikethewantonmermaid’ssongs,Yetfrommineearthetemptingtuneisblown;
  Forknow,myheartstandsarmedinmineear,Andwillnotletafalsesoundenterthere,’LestthedeceivingharmonyshouldrunIntothequietclosureofmybreast;
  Andthenmylittleheartwerequiteundone,Inhisbedchambertobebarredofrest。
  No,lady,no;myheartlongsnottogroan,Butsoundlysleeps,whilenowitsleepsalone。
  ’WhathaveyouurgedthatIcannotreprove?
  Thepathissmooththatleadethontodanger;
  Ihatenotlove,butyourdeviceinloveThatlendsembracementsuntoeverystranger。
  Youdoitforincrease:Ostrangeexcuse,Whenreasonisthebawdtolust’sabuse!
  ’Callitnotlove,forLovetoheavenisfledSincesweatingLustonearthusurpedhisname;
  UnderwhosesimplesemblancehehathfedUponfreshbeauty,blottingitwithblame;
  Whichthehottyrantstainsandsoonbereaves,Ascaterpillarsdothetenderleaves。
  ’Lovecomfortethlikesunshineafterrain,ButLust’seffectistempestaftersun;
  Love’sgentlespringdothalwaysfreshremain,Lust’swintercomeseresummerhalfbedone;
  Lovesurfeitsnot,Lustlikeagluttondies;
  Loveisalltruth,Lustfullofforgedlies。
  ’MoreIcouldtell,butmoreIdarenotsay;
  Thetextisold,theoratortoogreen。
  Therefore,insadness,nowIwillaway;
  Myfaceisfullofshame,myheartofteen:
  MineearsthattoyourwantontalkattendedDoburnthemselvesforhavingsooffended。’
  Withthis,hebreakethfromthesweetembraceOfthosefairarmswhichboundhimtoherbreast,Andhomewardthroughthedarklawndrunsapace;
  LeavesLoveuponherbackdeeplydistressed。
  Lookhowabrightstarshootethfromthesky,SoglidesheinthenightfromVenus’eye;
  Whichafterhimshedarts,asoneonshoreGazinguponalate—embarkedfriend,Tillthewildwaveswillhavehimseennomore,Whoseridgeswiththemeetingcloudscontend;
  SodidthemercilessandpitchynightFoldintheobjectthatdidfeedhersight。
  WhereatamazedasonethatunawareHathdroppedapreciousjewelintheflood,Or’stonishedasnight—wand’rersoftenare,Theirlightblownoutinsomemistrustfulwood;
  Evensoconfoundedinthedarkshelay,Havinglostthefairdiscoveryofherway。
  Andnowshebeatsherheart,whereatitgroans,Thatalltheneighbourcaves,asseemingtroubled,Makeverbalrepetitionofhermoans;
  Passiononpassiondeeplyisredoubled:
  ’Ayme!’shecries,andtwentytimes,’Woe,woe!’
  Andtwentyechoestwentytimescryso。
  She,markingthem,beginsawailingnote,Andsingsextemporallyawoefulditty;
  Howlovemakesyoungmenthrall,andoldmendote;
  Howloveiswiseinfolly,foolishwitty:
  Herheavyanthemstillconcludesinwoe,Andstillthechoirofechoesanswerso。
  Hersongwastedious,andoutworethenight,Forlovers’hoursarelong,thoughseemingshort;
  Ifpleasedthemselves,others,theythink,delightInsuch—likecircumstance,withsuch—likesport。
  Theircopiousstories,oftentimesbegun,Endwithoutaudience,andareneverdone。
  ForwhohathshetospendthenightwithalButidlesoundsresemblingparasites,Likeshrill—tonguedtapstersansweringeverycall,Soothingthehumouroffantasticwits?
  Shesays’’Tisso’;theyanswerall’’Tisso’;
  Andwouldsayafterher,ifshesaid’No’。
  Lo,herethegentlelark,wearyofrest,Fromhismoistcabinetmountsuponhigh,Andwakesthemorning,fromwhosesilverbreastThesunarisethinhismajesty;
  WhodoththeworldsogloriouslybeholdThatcedar—topsandhillsseemburnishedgold。
  Venussaluteshimwiththisfairgood—morrow:
  ’Othoucleargod,andpatronofalllight,FromwhomeachlampandshiningstardothborrowThebeauteousinfluencethatmakeshimbright,TherelivesasonthatsuckedanearthlymotherMaylendtheelight,asthoudostlendtoother。’
  Thissaid,shehastethtoamyrtlegrove,Musingthemorningissomucho’erworn,Andyetshehearsnotidingsofherlove;
  Shehearkensforhishoundsandforhishorn。
  Anonshehearsthemchantitlustily,Andallinhasteshecoastethtothecry。
  Andassheruns,thebushesinthewaySomecatchherbytheneck,somekissherface,Sometwindaboutherthightomakeherstay;
  Shewildlybreakethfromtheirstrictembrace,Likeamilchdoe,whoseswellingdugsdoache,Hastingtofeedherfawnhidinsomebrake。
  Bythisshehearsthehoundsareatabay;
  Whereatshestarts,likeonethatspiesanadderWreathedupinfatalfoldsjustinhisway,Thefearwhereofdothmakehimshakeandshudder;
  EvensothetimorousyelpingofthehoundsAppalshersensesandherspiritconfounds。
  Fornowsheknowsitisnogentlechase,Butthebluntboar,roughbear,orlionproud,Becausethecryremainethinoneplace,Wherefearfullythedogsexclaimaloud。
  Findingtheirenemytobesocurst,Theyallstraincourt’sywhoshallcopehimfirst。
  Thisdismalcryringssadlyinhercar,Throughwhichitenterstosurpriseherheart;
  Who,overcomebydoubtandbloodlessfear,Withcold—paleweaknessnumbseachfeelingpart;
  Likesoldiers,whentheircaptainoncedothyield,Theybaselyflyanddarenotstaythefield。
  Thusstandssheinatremblingecstasy;
  Till,cheeringuphersensesalldismayed,Shetellsthem’tisacauselessfantasy,Andchildisherror,thattheyareafraid;
  Bidsthemleavequaking,bidsthemfearnomore;
  Andwiththatwordshespiedthehuntedboar,Whosefrothymouth,bepaintedallwithred,Likemilkandbloodbeingmingledbothtogether,Asecondfearthroughallhersinewsspread,Whichmadlyhurrieshersheknowsnotwhither:
  Thiswaysheruns,andnowshewillnofurther,Butbackretirestoratetheboarformurther。
  Athousandspleensbearherathousandways;
  Shetreadsthepaththatsheuntreadsagain;
  Hermorethanhasteismatedwithdelays,Liketheproceedingsofadrunkenbrain,Fullofrespects,yetnoughtatallrespecting,Inhandwithallthings,noughtatalleffecting。
  Herekennelledinabrakeshefindsahound,Andasksthewearycaitiffforhismaster;
  Andthereanotherlickingofhiswound,’Gainstvenomedsorestheonlysovereignplaster;
  Andhereshemeetsanothersadlyscowling,Towhomshespeaks,andhereplieswithhowling。
  Whenhehathceasedhisill—resoundingnoise,Anotherflap—mouthedmourner,blackandgrim,Againstthewelkinvolleysouthisvoice;
  Anotherandanotheranswerhim,Clappingtheirproudtailstothegroundbelow,Shakingtheirscratchedears,bleedingastheygo。
  Lookhowtheworld’spoorpeopleareamazedAtapparitions,signsandprodigies,Whereonwithfearfuleyestheylonghavegazed,Infusingthemwithdreadfulprophecies;
  Sosheatthesesadsignsdrawsupherbreath,And,sighingitagain,exclaimsonDeath。
  ’Hard—favouredtyrant,ugly,meagre,lean,Hatefuldivorceoflove’—thuschidessheDeath—
  ’Grim—grinningghost,earth’sworm,whatdostthoumeanTostiflebeautyandtostealhisbreathWhowhenhelived,hisbreathandbeautysetGlossontherose,smelltotheviolet?
  ’Ifhebedead—Ono,itcannotbe,Seeinghisbeauty,thoushouldststrikeatit—
  Oyes,itmay;thouhastnoeyestosee,Buthatefullyatrandomdostthouhit。
  Thymarkisfeebleage;butthyfalsedartMistakesthataim,andcleavesaninfant’sheart。
  ’Hadstthoubutbidbeware,thenhehadspoke,And,hearinghim,thypowerhadlosthispower。
  TheDestinieswillcursetheeforthisstroke;
  Theybidtheecropaweed,thoupluck’staflower。
  Love’sgoldenarrowathimshouldhavefled,AndnotDeath’sebondart,tostrikehimdead。
  ’Dostthoudrinktears,thatthouprovokestsuchweeping?
  Whatmayaheavygroanadvantagethee?
  WhyhastthoucastintoeternalsleepingThoseeyesthattaughtallothereyestosee?
  NowNaturecaresnotforthymortalvigour,Sinceherbestworkisruinedwiththyrigour。’
  Hereovercomeasonefullofdespair,Shevailedhereyelids,who,likesluices,stoppedThecrystaltidethatfromhertwocheeksfairInthesweetchannelofherbosomdropped;
  Butthroughtheflood—gatesbreaksthesilverrain,Andwithhisstrongcourseopensthemagain。
  O,howhereyesandtearsdidlendandborrow!
  Hereyeseeninthetears,tearsinhereye;
  Bothcrystals,wheretheyviewedeachother’ssorrow,Sorrowthatfriendlysighssoughtstilltodry;
  Butlikeastormyday,nowwind,nowrain,Sighsdryhercheeks,tearsmakethemwetagain。
  Variablepassionsthrongherconstantwoe,Asstrivingwhoshouldbestbecomehergrief,Allentertained,eachpassionlabourssoThateverypresentsorrowseemethchief,Butnoneisbest。Thenjointheyalltogether,Likemanycloudsconsultingforfoulweather。
  Bythis,faroffshehearssomehuntsmanholla;
  Anurse’ssongne’erpleasedherbabesowell。
  ThedireimaginationshedidfollowThissoundofhopedothlabourtoexpel;
  Fornowrevivingjoybidsherrejoice,AndflattersheritisAdonis’voice。
  Whereathertearsbegantoturntheirtide,Beingprisonedinhereyelikepearlsinglass;
  Yetsometimesfallsanorientdropbeside,Whichhercheekmelts,asscorningitshouldpassTowashthefoulfaceofthesluttishground,Whoisbutdrunkenwhensheseemethdrowned。
  Ohard—believinglove,howstrangeitseemsNottobelieve,andyettoocredulous!
  Thywealandwoearebothofthemextremes;
  Despair,andhopemakestheeridiculous:
  Theonedothflattertheeinthoughtsunlikely,Inlikelythoughtstheotherkillstheequickly。
  Nowsheunweavesthewebthatshehathwrought;
  Adonislives,andDeathisnottoblame;
  Itwasnotshethatcalledhimalltonought。
  Nowsheaddshonourstohishatefulname;
  Sheclepeshimkingofgraves,andgraveforkings,Imperioussupremeofallmortalthings。
  ’No,no,’quothshe,’sweetDeath,Ididbutjest;
  Yetpardonme,IfeltakindoffearWhenasImettheboar,thatbloodybeast,Whichknowsnopity,butisstillsevere。
  Then,gentleshadow—truthImustconfess—
  Irailedonthee,fearingmylove’sdecease。
  ’’Tisnotmyfault:theboarprovokedmytongue;
  Bewreakedonhim,invisiblecommander;
  ’Tishe,foulcreature,thathathdonetheewrong;
  Ididbutact,he’sauthorofthyslander。
  Griefhathtwotongues,andneverwomanyetCouldrulethembothwithbuttenwomen’swit。’
  Thus,hopingthatAdonisisalive,Herrashsuspectshedothextenuate;
  Andthathisbeautymaythebetterthrive,WithDeathshehumblydothinsinuate;
  Tellshimoftrophies,statues,tombs,andstoriesHisvictories,histriumphsandhisglories。
  ’OJove,’quothshe,’howmuchafoolwasI
  TobeofsuchaweakandsillymindTowailhisdeathwholivesandmustnotdieTillmutualoverthrowofmortalkind!
  Forhebeingdead,withhimisBeautyslain,And,Beautydead,blackChaoscomesagain。
  ’Fie,fie,fondlove,thouartasfulloffearAsonewithtreasureladen,hemmedwiththieves;
  TriflesunwitnessedwitheyeorearThycowardheartwithfalsebethinkinggrieves。’
  Evenatthiswordshehearsamerryhorn,Whereatsheleapsthatwasbutlateforlorn。
  Asfalconstothelure,awaysheflies;
  Thegrassstoopsnot,shetreadsonitsolight;
  AndinherhasteunfortunatelyspiesThefoulboar’sconquestonherfairdelight;
  Whichseen,hereyes,asmurd’redwiththeview,Likestarsashamedofday,themselveswithdrew;
  Orasthesnail,whosetenderhornsbeinghit,Shrinksbackwardinhisshellycavewithpain,Andthereallsmoth’redupinshadedothsit,Longafterfearingtocreepforthagain;
  SoathisbloodyviewhereyesarefledIntothedeep—darkcabinsofherhead;
  WheretheyresigntheirofficeandtheirlightTothedisposingofhertroubledbrain;
  Whobidsthemstillconsortwithuglynight,Andneverwoundtheheartwithlooksagain;
  Who,likeakingperplexedinhisthrone,Bytheirsuggestiongivesadeadlygroan,Whereateachtributarysubjectquakes;
  Aswhenthewind,imprisonedintheground,Strugglingforpassage,earth’sfoundationshakes,Whichwithcoldterrordothmen’smindsconfound。
  Thismutinyeachpartdothsosurprise,Thatfromtheirdarkbedsoncemoreleaphereyes;
  Andbeingopened,threwunwillinglightUponthewidewoundthattheboarhadtrenchedInhissoftflank;whosewontedlilywhiteWithpurpletearsthathiswoundweptwasdrenched:
  Noflowerwasnigh,nograss,herb,leaforweed,Butstolehisbloodandseemedwithhimtobleed。
  ThissolemnsympathypoorVenusnoteth;
  Overoneshoulderdothshehangherhead;
  Dumblyshepassions,franticlyshedoteth;
  Shethinkshecouldnotdie,heisnotdead。
  Hervoiceisstopped,herjointsforgettobow;
  Hereyesaremadthattheyhavewepttillnow。
  UponhishurtshelookssosteadfastlyThathersightdazzlingmakesthewoundseemthree;
  AndthenshereprehendshermanglingeyeThatmakesmoregasheswherenobreachshouldbe:
  Hisfaceseemstwain,eachseverallimbisdoubled;
  Forofttheeyemistakes,thebrainbeingtroubled。
  ’Mytonguecannotexpressmygriefforone,Andyet,’quothshe,’beholdtwoAdonsdead!
  Mysighsareblownaway,mysalttearsgone,Mineeyesareturnedtofire,myhearttolead;
  Heavyheart’slead,meltatmineeyes’redfire!
  SoshallIdiebydropsofhotdesire。
  ’Alas,poorworld,whattreasurehastthoulost!
  Whatfaceremainsalivethat’sworththeviewing?
  Whosetongueismusicnow?whatcanstthouboastOfthingslongsince,oranythingensuing?
  Theflowersaresweet,theircoloursfreshandtrim;
  Buttruesweetbeautylivedanddiedwithhim。
  ’Bonnetnorveilhenceforthnocreaturewear;
  Norsunnorwindwilleverstrivetokissyou。
  Havingnofairtolose,youneednotfear;
  Thesundothscornyou,andthewinddothhissyou。
  ButwhenAdonislived,sunandsharpairLurkedliketwothievestorobhimofhisfair;
  ’Andthereforewouldheputhisbonneton,Underwhosebrimthegaudysunwouldpeep;
  Thewindwouldblowitoff,and,beinggone,Playwithhislocks。ThenwouldAdonisweep;
  Andstraight,inpityofhistenderyears,Theybothwouldstrivewhofirstshoulddryhistears。
  ’ToseehisfacethelionwalkedalongBehindsomehedge,becausehewouldnotfearhim;
  Torecreatehimselfwhenhehathsung,Thetigerwouldbetameandgentlyhearhim;
  Ifhehadspoke,thewolfwouldleavehisprey,Andneverfrightthesillylambthatday。
  ’Whenhebeheldhisshadowinthebrook,Thefishesspreadonittheirgoldengills;
  Whenhewasby,thebirdssuchpleasuretookThatsomewouldsing,someotherintheirbillsWouldbringhimmulberriesandripe—redcherries;
  Hefedthemwithhissight,theyhimwithbeffies。
  ’Butthisfoul,grim,andurchin—snoutedboar,Whosedownwardeyestilllookethforagrave,Ne’ersawthebeauteousliverythathewore;
  Witnesstheentertainmentthathegave。
  Ifhedidseehisface,whythenIknowHethoughttokisshim,andhathkilledhimso。
  ’’Tistrue,’tistrue;thuswasAdonisslain:
  Heranupontheboarwithhissharpspear,Whodidnotwhethisteethathimagain,Butbyakissthoughttopersuadehimthere;
  Andnuzzlinginhisflank,thelovingswineSheathedunawarethetuskinhissoftgroin。
  ’HadIbeentoothedlikehim,Imustconfess,WithkissinghimIshouldhavekilledhimfirst;
  Butheisdead,andneverdidheblessMyyouthwithhis;themoreamIaccurst。’
  Withthis,shefallethintheplaceshestood,Andstainsherfacewithhiscongealedblood。
  Shelooksuponhislips,andtheyarepale;
  Shetakeshimbythehand,andthatiscold;
  Shewhispersinhisearsaheavytale,Asiftheyheardthewoefulwordsshetold;
  Sheliftsthecoffer—lidsthatclosehiseyes,Where,lo,twolamps,burntout,indarknesslies;
  Twoglasses,whereherselfherselfbeheldAthousandtimes,andnownomore,reflect;
  Theirvirtuelostwhereintheylateexcelled,Andeverybeautyrobbedofhiseffect。
  ’Wonderoftime,’quothshe,’thisismyspite,That,thoubeingdead,thedayshouldyetbelight。
  ’Sincethouartdead,lo,hereIprophesySorrowonlovehereaftershallattend;
  Itshallbewaitedonwithjealousy,Findsweetbeginningbutunsavouryend;
  Ne’ersettledequally,buthighorlow,Thatalllove’spleasureshallnotmatchhiswoe。
  ’Itshallbefickle,falseandfulloffraud;
  Bud,andbeblasted,inabreathingwhile;
  Thebottompoison,andthetopo’erstrawedWithsweetsthatshallthetruestsightbeguile;
  Thestrongestbodyshallitmakemostweak,Strikethewisedumb,andteachthefooltospeak。
  ’Itshallbesparing,andtoofullofriot,Teachingdecrepitagetotreadthemeasures;
  Thestaringruffianshallitkeepinquiet,Pluckdowntherich,enrichthepoorwithtreasures;
  Itshallberaging—mad,andsilly—mild,Maketheyoungold,theoldbecomeachild。
  ’Itshallsuspectwhereisnocauseoffear;
  Itshallnotfearwhereitshouldmostmistrust;
  Itshallbemercifulandtoosevere,Andmostdeceivingwhenitseemsmostjust;
  Perverseitshallbewhereitshowsmosttoward,Putfeartovalour,couragetothecoward。
  ’Itshallbecauseofwaranddireevents,Andsetdissension’twixtthesonandsire;
  Subjectandserviletoalldiscontents,Asdrycombustiousmatteristofire。
  Sithinhisprimedeathdothmylovedestroy,Theythatlovebesttheirlovesshallnotenjoy。’
  BythistheboythatbyhersidelaykilledWasmeltedlikeavapourfromhersight,AndinhisbloodthatonthegroundlayspilledApurpleflowersprungup,chequ’redwithwhite,Resemblingwellhispalecheeks,andthebloodWhichinrounddropsupontheirwhitenessstood。
  Shebowsherheadthenew—sprungflowertosmell,ComparingittoherAdonis’breath;
  Andsayswithinherbosomitshalldwell,Sincehehimselfisreftfromherbydeath;
  Shecropsthestalk,andinthebreachappearsGreen—droppingsap,whichshecomparestotears。
  ’Poorflower,’quothshe,’thiswasthyfather’sguiseSweetissueofamoresweet—smellingsireForeverylittlegrieftowethiseyes。
  Togrowuntohimselfwashisdesire,Andso’tisthine;butknow,itisasgoodTowitherinmybreastasinhisblood。
  ’Herewasthyfather’sbed,hereinmybreast;
  Thouartthenextofblood,and’tisthyright。
  Lo,inthishollowcradletakethyrest;
  Mythrobbingheartshallrocktheedayandnight;
  ThereshallnotbeoneminuteinanhourWhereinIwillnotkissmysweetlove’sflower。’
  Thuswearyoftheworld,awayshehies,Andyokeshersilverdoves,bywhoseswiftaidTheirmistress,mounted,throughtheemptyskiesInherlightchariotquicklyisconveyed,HoldingtheircoursetoPaphos,wheretheirqueenMeanstoimmureherselfandnotbeseen。