Venus and Adonis (Shakespeare poem)
The tragedy of life is not so much what men suffer, but rather what they miss.Thomas Carlyle
- Hunting he lov'd, but love he laugh'd to scorn.
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- Bid me discourse, I will enchant thine ear,
Or like a fairy trip upon the green,
Or, like a nymph, with long dishevell'd hair,
Dance on the sands, and yet no footing seen:
Love is a spirit all compact of fire,
Not gross to sink, but light, and will aspire.
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- Foul words and frowns must not repel a lover;
What though the rose have prickles, yet 'tis pluck'd:
Were beauty under twenty locks kept fast,
Yet love breaks through and picks them all at last.
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- For where Love reigns, disturbing Jealousy
Doth call himself Affection's sentinel;
Gives false alarms, suggesteth mutiny.
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- This carry-tale, dissentious Jealousy,
That sometime true news, sometime false doth bring.
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- Danger deviseth shifts; wit waits on fear.
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- Love comforteth like sunshine after rain.
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- Lo! here the gentle lark, weary of rest,
From his moist cabinet mounts up on high,
And wakes the morning, from whose silver breast
The sun ariseth in his majesty.
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- Grief hath two tongues: and never woman yet,
Could rule them both without ten women's wit.
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- For he being dead, with him is beauty slain,
And, beauty dead, black chaos comes again.
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