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Venus and Adonis - William Shakespeare · William Shakespeare Collection

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  Speaker 1: To the right Honorable Henry Risley, Earl of Southampton and
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  Speaker 1: Baron of Titchfield. Right honorable, I know not how I
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  Speaker 1: shall offend in dedicating my unpolished lines to your lordship,
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  Speaker 1: nor how the world will censure me for choosing so
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  Speaker 1: strong a prop to support so weak a burden. Only
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  Speaker 1: if your honor seem but pleased, I account myself highly praised,
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  Speaker 1: and vow to take advantage of all idle hours till
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  Speaker 1: I have honored you with some graver labor. But if
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  Speaker 1: the first heir of my invention prove deformed, I shall
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  Speaker 1: be sorry it had so noble a godfather, and never
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  Speaker 1: after ear so barren a land, for fear it yield
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  Speaker 1: me still so bad a harvest. I leave it to
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  Speaker 1: your honorable survey and your honor, to your heart's content,
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  Speaker 1: which I wish may always answer your own wish and
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  Speaker 1: the world's hopeful expectation. Your honors in all duty. William Shakespeare.
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  Speaker 1: Even as the sun with purple colored face had tan
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  Speaker 1: his last leave of the weeping morn, rose cheeked Adonnis
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  Speaker 1: tried him to the chase, hunting he loved, but love
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  Speaker 1: he laughed to scorn. Sick thoughted venus makes a man
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  Speaker 1: unto him, and like a bold faced suitor, gins to
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  Speaker 1: woo him.
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  Speaker 2: Thrice fairer than myself.
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  Speaker 1: Thus she began.
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  Speaker 2: The field's chief flower. Sweet above compare stained to all nymphs,
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  Speaker 2: more lovely than a man, more white and red than
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  Speaker 2: doves or roses. Are nature that made thee, with herself
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  Speaker 2: its strife. Saith that the world hath ending with thy life,
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  Speaker 2: vouchsafe thou wonder to alight thy steed and rain his
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  Speaker 2: proud head to the saddle bow, if thou wilt deign
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  Speaker 2: this favor for thy need. A thousand honey secrets, shall
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  Speaker 2: thou know. Here, come and sit where never serpent hisses,
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  Speaker 2: and being set, I'll smother thee with kisses, and yet
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  Speaker 2: not cloy thy lips with loathed satiety, but rather famish
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  Speaker 2: them amid their plenty, making them red and pale with
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  Speaker 2: fresh variety. Ten kisses short as one, one long as
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  Speaker 2: twenty a summer's day will seem an hour, but short,
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  Speaker 2: being wasted in such time, beguiling sport.
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  Speaker 1: With this, she seizeth on his sweating palm, the precedent
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  Speaker 1: of pith and livelihood, and trembling in her passion calls
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  Speaker 1: it balm Earth's sovereign salve to do a goddess good.
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  Speaker 1: Being so enraged desire doth lend her force courageously to
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  Speaker 1: pluck him from his horse over one arm. The lusty
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  Speaker 1: courser's reign under her other was the tender boy, who
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  Speaker 1: blushed and pouted in a dull disdain. With leaden appetite,
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  Speaker 1: unapt to toy, she red, and hot as coals of
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  Speaker 1: glowing fire. He red for shame, but frosty in desire.
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  Speaker 1: The studded bridle on a ragged bough. Nimbly she fastens,
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  Speaker 1: Oh how quick is love? The steed is stalled up,
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  Speaker 1: and even now to tie the rider she begins to
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  Speaker 1: prove backward. She pushed him as she would be thrust,
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  Speaker 1: and govern him in strength, though not in lust. So
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  Speaker 1: soon was she along as he was down, each leaning
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  Speaker 1: on their elbows and their hips. Now doth she stroke
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  Speaker 1: his cheek? Now doth he frown and gins to chide.
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  Speaker 1: But soon she stops his lips and kissing, speaks with
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  Speaker 1: lustful language broken.
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  Speaker 2: If thou wilt chide, thy lips shall never open.
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  Speaker 1: He burns with bashful shame. She with her tears quench
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  Speaker 1: the maiden burning of his cheeks, then with her windy
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  Speaker 1: sighs and golden hairs to fan and blow them dry again.
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  Speaker 1: She seeks, he saith. She is immodest, blames her miss.
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  Speaker 1: What follows more, she murders with a kiss, even as
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  Speaker 1: an empty eagle, sharp by fast tires, with her beak
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  Speaker 1: on feathers, flesh and bone, shaking her wings, devouring all
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  Speaker 1: in haste, till either gorge be stuffed or prey be gone.
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  Speaker 1: Even so she kissed his brow, his cheek, his chin,
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  Speaker 1: And where she ends she doth anew begin, forced to content,
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  Speaker 1: but never to obey. Panting, he lies and breatheth in
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  Speaker 1: her face. She feedeth on the steam as on a prey,
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  Speaker 1: and calls it heavenly moisture, air of grace, wishing her
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  Speaker 1: cheeks were gardens full of flowers, so they were dewed
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  Speaker 1: with such distilling showers. Look how a bird lies tangled
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  Speaker 1: in a net, so fastened in her arms adonnis lies
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  Speaker 1: pure shame and awed resistance made him fret, which bread
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  Speaker 1: more beauty in his angry eyes. Rain added to a
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  Speaker 1: river that his rank perforce will force it overflow the bank.
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  Speaker 1: Still she entreats, and prettily entreats for to a pretty ear,
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  Speaker 1: she tunes her tail. Still is he sullen? Still he
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  Speaker 1: lowers and frets TwixT crimson, shame and anger, ashy pale,
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  Speaker 1: being red, she loves him best, and being white, her
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  Speaker 1: best is bettered with a more delight look. How he
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  Speaker 1: can she cannot choose but love, And by her fair,
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  Speaker 1: immortal hand, she swears from his soft bosom, never to
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  Speaker 1: remove till he take truce with her contending tears which
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  Speaker 1: long have reigned, making her cheeks all wet. And one
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  Speaker 1: sweet kiss shall pay this countless debt. Upon this promise
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  Speaker 1: did he raise his chin like a dive dapper peering
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  Speaker 1: through a wave, who, being looked on, ducks as quickly
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  Speaker 1: in so offers he to give what she did crave.
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  Speaker 1: But when her lips were ready for his pay, he
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  Speaker 1: winks and turns his lips another way. Never did passenger,
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  Speaker 1: in summer's heat more thirst for drink than she for
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  Speaker 1: this good turn her help she sees, but help she
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  Speaker 1: cannot get. She bathes in water, yet her fire must burn.
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  Speaker 2: Oh pity, gan, she cry, flint hearted boy, tis but
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  Speaker 2: a kiss? I beg Why art thou coy. I have
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  Speaker 2: been wooed, as I entreat thee now, even by the
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  Speaker 2: stern and direful god of war, whose sinewy neck in
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  Speaker 2: battle ne'er did bow, who come where he comes in
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  Speaker 2: every jar. Yet hath he been my captive and my slave,
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  Speaker 2: and begged for that which thou, unasked shall have over
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  Speaker 2: my altars. Hath he hung his lance, his batter'd shield,
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  Speaker 2: his uncontrolled crest, And for my sake hath learn'd to
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  Speaker 2: sport and dance, to toy, to wanton, dally, smile and jest,
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  Speaker 2: scorning his churlish drum, and ends in red, making my
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  Speaker 2: arms his field, his tent, my bed. Thus he that
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  Speaker 2: overruled I overswayed, leading him prisoner in a rose red chain,
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  Speaker 2: strong temper'd steel, His stronger strength obeyed. Yet was he
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  Speaker 2: servile to my coy disdain? Oh, be not proud, nor
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  Speaker 2: brag not of thy might for mastering her that foils
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  Speaker 2: the god of fight. Touch But my lips, with those
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  Speaker 2: fair lips of thine, though mine be not so fair,
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  Speaker 2: Yet are they read? The kiss shall be thyine own
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  Speaker 2: as well as mine. What seest thou in the ground,
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  Speaker 2: hold up thy head, look in mine eyeballs. There thy
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  Speaker 2: beauty lies. Then why not lips on lips? Since eyes
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  Speaker 2: in eyes art thou ashamed to kiss? Then wink again,
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  Speaker 2: and I will wink, so shall the day seem night.
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  Speaker 2: Love keeps his revels where there are, but twain be
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  Speaker 2: bold to play. Our sport is not in sight, These
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  Speaker 2: blue veined violets, whereon we lean, never can blab, nor
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  Speaker 2: know not what we mean. The tender spring upon thy
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  Speaker 2: tempting lip shows thee unripe. Yet mayest thou well be tasted.
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  Speaker 2: Make use of time, Let not advantage slip. Beauty within
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  Speaker 2: itself should not be wasted. Fair flowers that are not
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  Speaker 2: gathered in their prime rot and consume themselves in little time.
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  Speaker 2: Were I hard favored, foul or wrinkled, old, ill, nurtured, crooked,
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  Speaker 2: churlish heart, voice, or worn, despised, rheumatic and cold, thick, sighted, barren,
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  Speaker 2: lean and lacking juice, then mightst thou pause, for then
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  Speaker 2: I were not for thee, but having no defects, Why
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  Speaker 2: dost abhor me? Thou canst not see one wrinkle in
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  Speaker 2: my brow? Mine eyes are gray and bright and quick
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  Speaker 2: in turning my beauty as the spring doth yearly grow.
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  Speaker 2: My flesh is soft and plump, my marrow burning my smooth,
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  Speaker 2: moist hand. Were it with thy hand felt, would in
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  Speaker 2: thy palm dissolve or seem to melt? Bid me discourse,
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  Speaker 2: I will enchant thine ear, or like a fairy trip
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  Speaker 2: upon the green, or like a nymph with long disheveled hair,
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  Speaker 2: dance on the sands. And yet no footing seen. Love
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  Speaker 2: is a spirit all compact of fire, not gross to sink,
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  Speaker 2: but light and will aspire. Witness this pri rose bank
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  Speaker 2: whereon I lie. These forceless flowers, like sturdy trees, support me.
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  Speaker 2: Two strengthless doves will draw me through the sky from
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  Speaker 2: morn till night, even were I list to sport me.
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  Speaker 2: Is love so light, sweet boy? And may it be
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  Speaker 2: that thou shouldst think it heavy? Unto thee is thine
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  Speaker 2: own heart, to thine own face affected? Can thy right
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  Speaker 2: hand seize love upon thy left? Then woo thyself, be
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  Speaker 2: of thyself rejected, steal thine own freedom, and complain on
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  Speaker 2: theft Narcissus so himself himself forsook and died to kiss
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  Speaker 2: his shadow in the brook. Torches are made to light
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  Speaker 2: jewels to wear dainties to taste fresh beauty for the use,
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  Speaker 2: herbs for their smell, and sappy plants to bear. Things
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  Speaker 2: growing to themselves are growth's abuse. Seeds spring from seeds,
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  Speaker 2: and beauty breedeth beauty. Thou wast begot to get. It
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  Speaker 2: is thy duty upon the earth's increase. Why shouldst thou
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  Speaker 2: feed unless the earth, with thy increase be fed by
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  Speaker 2: law of nature, Thou art bound to breed that thine
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  Speaker 2: may live when thou thyself art dead, And so in
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  Speaker 2: spite of death, thou dost survive in that thy likeness
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  Speaker 2: still is left alive.
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  Speaker 1: By this, the love sick Queen began to sweat for
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  Speaker 1: where they lay the shadow had forsook them, and Titan,
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  Speaker 1: tired in the midday heat, with burning eye, did hotly
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  Speaker 1: overlook them, wishing Adonis had his team to guide, so
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  Speaker 1: he were like him and by Venus's side. And now Adonis,
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  Speaker 1: with a lazy sprite and with a heavy, dark, disliking eye,
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  Speaker 1: his lowering brows o'erwhelming his fair sight like misty vapors
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  Speaker 1: when they blotch the sky, souring his cheeks.
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  Speaker 3: Cries, fie no more of love. The sun doth burn
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  Speaker 3: my face I must remove.
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  Speaker 2: I me quoth venus, young and so unkind, What bare
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  Speaker 2: excuses makes thou to be gone? I'll sigh celestial breath,
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  Speaker 2: whose gentle wind shall cool the heat of this descending sun.
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  Speaker 2: I'll make a shadow for thee of my hairs. If
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  Speaker 2: they burn too, I'll quench them with my tears. The
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  Speaker 2: sun that shines from heaven shines but warm, and lo
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  Speaker 2: I lie between that sun and thee. The heat I
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  Speaker 2: have from thence doth little harm. Thine eye darts forth
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  Speaker 2: the fire that burneth me, And were I not immortal,
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  Speaker 2: life were done between this heavenly and earthly sun. Art
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  Speaker 2: thou obdurate flinty hard as steel, nay more than flint
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  Speaker 2: for stone at rain? Relenteth art thou a woman's son,
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  Speaker 2: and canst not feel what tis to love? How want
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  Speaker 2: of love? Tormenteth? Oh? Had thy mother borne so hard
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  Speaker 2: a mind? She had not brought forth thee, but died
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  Speaker 2: un kind? What am I that thou shouldst condemn me thus?
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  Speaker 2: Or what great danger dwells upon my suit? What were
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  Speaker 2: thy lips the worse? For one poor kiss? Speak fair?
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  Speaker 2: But speak fair words, or else be mute. Give me
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  Speaker 2: one kiss. I'll give it thee again, and one for interest.
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  Speaker 2: If thou wilt have twain fine lifeless picture, cold and
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  Speaker 2: senseless stone, well painted, idle image, dull and dead statue, contenting,
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  Speaker 2: but the eye alone, thing like a man, but of
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  Speaker 2: no woman bread Thou art no man, though of a
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  Speaker 2: man's complexion, for men will kiss, even by their own direction.
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  Speaker 1: This said impatience chokes her pleading tongue and swelling passion
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  Speaker 1: doth provoke a pause. Red cheeks and fiery eyes blaze
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  Speaker 1: forth her wrong being judge in love, she cannot right
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  Speaker 1: her cause. And now she weeps, And now she fain
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  Speaker 1: would speak, And now her sobs do her intendments break.
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  Speaker 1: Sometimes she shakes her head, and then his hand now gazeth.
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  Speaker 1: She on him, now on the ground. Sometimes her arms
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  Speaker 1: enfold him like a band. She would he will not,
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  Speaker 1: in her arms be bound. And when from thence he
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  Speaker 1: struggles to be gone, she locks her lily fingers one
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  Speaker 1: in one fondling, she saith.
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  Speaker 2: Since I have hemmed thee here, within the circuit of
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  Speaker 2: this ivory pale, I'll be a park, and thou shalt
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  Speaker 2: be my dear feed. Where thou wilt on mountain or
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  Speaker 2: in dale, graze on my lips. And if those hills
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  Speaker 2: be dry, stray lower, where the pleasant fountains lie. Within
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  Speaker 2: this limit is relief enough, sweet bottom grass and high,
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  Speaker 2: delightful plain, round rising hillocks, breaks obscure and rough, to
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  Speaker 2: shelter thee from tempest and from rain. Then be my dear,
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  Speaker 2: since I am such a park, no dog shall rouse thee.
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  Speaker 2: Though a thousand bark.
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  Speaker 1: At this, Adonis smiles as in disdain, that in each
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  Speaker 1: cheek appears a pretty dimple. Love made those hollows. If
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  Speaker 1: himself were slain, he might be buried in a tomb
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  Speaker 1: so simple, for knowing well, if there he came to lie,
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  Speaker 1: why there love lived, and there he could not die.
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  Speaker 1: These lovely caves, these round, enchanting pits, opened their mouths
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  Speaker 1: to swallow Venus's liking. Being mad before, how doth she now,
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  Speaker 1: for wits struck dead at first? What needs a second? Striking,
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  Speaker 1: poor queen of love in thine own law, forlorn to
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  Speaker 1: love a cheek that smiles at thee in scorn. Now
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  Speaker 1: which way shall she turn? What shall she say? Her
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  Speaker 1: words are done, her woes the more increasing the time
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  Speaker 1: is bent. Her object will away and from her twining arms,
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  Speaker 1: doth urge, releasing pity.
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  Speaker 2: She cries some favor, some remorse.
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  Speaker 1: Away he springs and hasteth to his horse, but lo
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  Speaker 1: from forth a colpse that neighbors by a breeding janet, lusty,
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  Speaker 1: young and proud adonis tramping courier, doth a spy. And
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  Speaker 1: forth she rushes, snorts, and neighs aloud. The strong necked steed,
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  Speaker 1: being tied unto a tree, breaketh his rein, and to
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  Speaker 1: her straight goes he imperiously. He leaps, he neighs, he bounds,
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  Speaker 1: and now his woven girths he breaks asunder the bearing
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  Speaker 1: earth with his hard hoof he wounds, whose hollow womb
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  Speaker 1: resounds like Heaven's thunder. The iron bit he crusheth between
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  Speaker 1: his teeth, controlling what he was controlled. With his ears
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  Speaker 1: up pricked, his braided hanging mane upon his compassed crest,
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  Speaker 1: now stand on end. His nostrils drink the air, and
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  Speaker 1: forth again, as from a furnace vapors doth he send
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  Speaker 1: his eye, which scornfully glisters like fire, shows his hot
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  Speaker 1: courage and his high desire. Sometime he trots, as if
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  Speaker 1: he told the steps with gentle majesty, and modest pride. Anon,
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  Speaker 1: he rears upright, curvets and leaps as who should say, lo,
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  Speaker 1: Thus my strength is tried, And this I do to
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  Speaker 1: captivate the eye of the fair breeder, that is standing
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  Speaker 1: by what recketh he his rider's angry stir, his flattering holla,
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  Speaker 1: or his stand. I say, what cares he now for
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  Speaker 1: curb or pricking spur, for rich caparisons or trapping gay?
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  Speaker 1: He sees his love, and nothing else he sees, nor
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  Speaker 1: nothing else with his proud sight agrees. Look when a
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  Speaker 1: painter would surpass the life in limbing out a well
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  Speaker 1: proportioned steed, his art with nature's workmanship at strife, as
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  Speaker 1: if the dead the living should exceed. So did this
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  Speaker 1: horse excel a common one in shape, in courage, color,
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  Speaker 1: pace and bone, round hoofed, short jointed fetlocks, shag and long,
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  Speaker 1: broad breast, full eye, small head and nostril, wide high crest,
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  Speaker 1: short ears, straight legs, and passing, strong, thin mane, thick tail,
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  Speaker 1: broad buttock, tender hide. Look what a horse should have
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  Speaker 1: He did not lack, save a proud rider on so
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  Speaker 1: proud a back. Sometimes he scuds far off, and there
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  Speaker 1: he stares Anon. He starts at stirring of a feather
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  Speaker 1: to bid the wind a base he now prepares, And
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  Speaker 1: where he run or fly, they know not whether, For
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  Speaker 1: through his mane and tail the high wind sings, fanning
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  Speaker 1: the hares who wave like feathered wings. He looks upon
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  Speaker 1: his love and neighs unto her. She answers him, as
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  Speaker 1: if she knew his mind, Being proud as females are
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  Speaker 1: to see him woo her, she puts on outward strangeness,
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  Speaker 1: seems unkind, spurns at his love and scorns the heat
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  Speaker 1: he feels, beating his kind embracements with her heels. Then,
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  Speaker 1: like a melancholy malcontent, he veils his tail, that like
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  Speaker 1: a falling plume, cool shadow to his melting buttock lent.
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  Speaker 1: He stamps and bites the poor flies in his fume.
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  Speaker 1: His love, perceiving how he is enraged, grew kinder, and
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  Speaker 1: his fury was assuaged. His testy master goeth about to
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  Speaker 1: take him, when Lo, the unbacked breeder, full of fear,
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  Speaker 1: jealous of catching swiftly, doth forsake him with her the horse,
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  Speaker 1: and left Adonnis there. As they were mad unto the wood,
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  Speaker 1: they hie them outstripping crows that strive to overf fly
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  Speaker 1: them all swoln with chafing down, Adonnis sits, banning his
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  Speaker 1: boisterous and unruly beast. And now the happy season once
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  Speaker 1: more fits that love sick. Love by pleading may be
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  Speaker 1: blest for lovers. Say the heart hath treble wrong when
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  Speaker 1: it is barred. The adans of the tongue, an oven
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  Speaker 1: that is stopped, or river stayed, burneth more hotly swelleth
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  Speaker 1: with more rage. So of concealed sorrow may be said,
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  Speaker 1: free vent of words. Love's fire doth swage. But when
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  Speaker 1: the heart's attorney once is mute, the client breaks as
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  Speaker 1: desperate in his suit, he sees her coming and begins
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  Speaker 1: to glow, even as a dying coal revives with wind,
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  Speaker 1: and with his bonnet hides his angry brow, looks on
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  Speaker 1: the dull earth with disturbed mind, taking no notice that
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  Speaker 1: she is so nigh for all askance. He holds her
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  Speaker 1: in his eye. Oh what a sight it was wistly
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  Speaker 1: to view how she came stealing to the wayward boy,
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  Speaker 1: to note the fighting conflict of her hue, how white
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  Speaker 1: and red each other did destroy. But now her cheek
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  Speaker 1: was pale, and by and by it flashed forth fire
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  Speaker 1: as lightning from the sky. Now was she just before
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  Speaker 1: him as he sat, and like a lowly lover, down
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  Speaker 1: she kneels. With one fair hand, she heaveth up his
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  Speaker 1: hat her other tender hand. His fair cheek feels his
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  Speaker 1: tenderer cheek, receives her soft hands print as apt as
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  Speaker 1: new fallen snow takes any dint. Oh, what a war
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  Speaker 1: of looks was then between them. Her eyes petitioners to
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  Speaker 1: his eyes swing His eyes saw her eyes as they
• 21:49
  Speaker 1: had not seen them. Her eyes wooed still, his eyes
• 21:52
  Speaker 1: disdained the wooing, And all this dumb play had his
• 21:56
  Speaker 1: acts made plain with tears, which chorus la, Her eyes
• 22:01
  Speaker 1: did rain full gently. Now she takes him by the hand,
• 22:06
  Speaker 1: a lily prisoned in a jail of snow or ivory,
• 22:09
  Speaker 1: in an alabaster band, so white a friend in girts,
• 22:13
  Speaker 1: so white a foe. This beauteous combat, wilful and unwilling,
• 22:19
  Speaker 1: showed like two silver doves that sit a billing. Once
• 22:23
  Speaker 1: more the engine of her thoughts began, Oh.
• 22:27
  Speaker 2: Fairest mover on this mortal round, would thou wert as
• 22:31
  Speaker 2: I am, and I a man, My heart all whole
• 22:34
  Speaker 2: is thine, thy heart, my wound. For one sweet look,
• 22:37
  Speaker 2: thy help, I would assure thee, though nothing but my
• 22:40
  Speaker 2: body's bane would cure thee.
• 22:42
  Speaker 3: Give me my hand, saith he, Why dost thou feel it?
• 22:47
  Speaker 1: Give me my.
• 22:48
  Speaker 2: Heart, saith she, And thou shalt have it? Oh giveth me,
• 22:53
  Speaker 2: lest thy hard heart do steal it, and being steel'd
• 22:56
  Speaker 2: soft size can never grave it. Then love's deep groans
• 23:00
  Speaker 2: I never shall regard, because adonis heart hath made mine hard.
• 23:05
  Speaker 3: For shame, he cries, let go, and let me go.
• 23:09
  Speaker 3: My day's delight is past. My horse is gone, and
• 23:13
  Speaker 3: tis your fault. I am bereft him. So I pray
• 23:17
  Speaker 3: you hence and leave me here alone. For all my mind,
• 23:21
  Speaker 3: my thought, my busy care is how to get my
• 23:25
  Speaker 3: palfrey from the mare.
• 23:26
  Speaker 2: Thus she replies, thy palfrey as he should welcomes the
• 23:31
  Speaker 2: warm approach of sweet desire. Affection is a cold that
• 23:35
  Speaker 2: must be cooled, else suffered. It will set the heart
• 23:39
  Speaker 2: on fire. The sea hath bounds, but deep desire hath none.
• 23:43
  Speaker 2: Therefore no marvel. Though thy horse be gone, how like
• 23:47
  Speaker 2: a jade he stood tied to the tree, servily mastered
• 23:51
  Speaker 2: with a leathern rain. But when he saw his love,
• 23:54
  Speaker 2: his youth's fair fee, he held such petty bondage in disdain,
• 23:59
  Speaker 2: throwing the base thong from his bending crest, enfranchising his mouth,
• 24:04
  Speaker 2: his back, his breast. Who sees his true love in
• 24:07
  Speaker 2: her naked bed, teaching the sheets a whiter hue than white.
• 24:11
  Speaker 2: But when his glutton eye so full hath fed his
• 24:14
  Speaker 2: other agents aim at like delight. Who is so faint
• 24:18
  Speaker 2: that dare not be so bold to touch the fire,
• 24:21
  Speaker 2: the weather being cold? Let me excuse thy coarser gentle boy,
• 24:26
  Speaker 2: and learn of him. I heartily beseech thee to take
• 24:29
  Speaker 2: advantage on presented joy, though I were dumb. Yet his
• 24:33
  Speaker 2: proceedings teach thee, Oh, learn to love. The lesson is
• 24:38
  Speaker 2: but plain, and once made perfect, never lost again.
• 24:42
  Speaker 3: I know not love, quoth he, nor will not know
• 24:46
  Speaker 3: it unless it be a bore, and then I chase.
• 24:49
  Speaker 3: It tis much to borrow, and I will not owe
• 24:52
  Speaker 3: it my love. To love is love, but to disgrace it,
• 24:56
  Speaker 3: For I have heard it is a life in death
• 24:59
  Speaker 3: that laughs and weeps, and all but with a breath.
• 25:03
  Speaker 3: Who wears a garment shapeless and unfinish'd, who plucks the
• 25:08
  Speaker 3: bud before one leaf put forth. If springing things be
• 25:12
  Speaker 3: any jot diminish'd they wither in their prime, prove nothing worth.
• 25:17
  Speaker 3: The colt that's backed and burdened, being young, loseth his
• 25:22
  Speaker 3: pride and never waxeth strong. You hurt my hand with ringing.
• 25:27
  Speaker 3: Let us part and leave this idle theme, this bootless chat.
• 25:32
  Speaker 3: Remove your siege from my unyielding heart. To love's alarms,
• 25:37
  Speaker 3: it will not ope the gate. Dismiss your vows, your
• 25:41
  Speaker 3: fained tears, your flattery, For where a heart is hard,
• 25:46
  Speaker 3: they make no battery.
• 25:47
  Speaker 2: What canst thou talk? Quoth she hast thou a tongue? Oh,
• 25:52
  Speaker 2: would thou hadst not? Or I had no hearing? Thy
• 25:56
  Speaker 2: mermaid's voice hath done me double wrong? I had my
• 25:59
  Speaker 2: load before now pressed with bearing melodious discord, heavenly tune,
• 26:04
  Speaker 2: heart sounding ears, deep sweet music, and heart's deep sore wounding.
• 26:10
  Speaker 2: Had I no eyes but ears, my ears would love
• 26:13
  Speaker 2: that inward beauty and invisible, or were I deaf? Thy
• 26:17
  Speaker 2: outward parts would move each part in me that were
• 26:20
  Speaker 2: but sensible, Though neither eyes nor ears to hear nor see?
• 26:25
  Speaker 2: Yet should I be in love? By touching thee, say
• 26:29
  Speaker 2: that the sense of feeling were bereft me, and that
• 26:32
  Speaker 2: I could not see, nor hear, nor touch, and nothing
• 26:35
  Speaker 2: but the very smell were left me. Yet would my
• 26:38
  Speaker 2: love to thee be still as much far from the
• 26:41
  Speaker 2: stillatory of thy face excelling comes breath perfumed that breatheth
• 26:46
  Speaker 2: love by smelling. But oh what a banquet wert thou
• 26:49
  Speaker 2: to the taste. Being nurse and feeder of the other four,
• 26:53
  Speaker 2: Would they not wish the feast might everlast? And bid
• 26:56
  Speaker 2: suspicion double lock the door, lest jealousy that sour unwelcome
• 27:01
  Speaker 2: guest should, by his stealing in disturb the feast.
• 27:05
  Speaker 1: Once more, the ruby colored portal opened, which, to his
• 27:09
  Speaker 1: speech did honey passage yield, like a red morn that
• 27:13
  Speaker 1: ever yet betokened. Rack to the seamen, tempest, to the
• 27:17
  Speaker 1: field sorrow, to the shepherd's woe, unto the birds, gusts
• 27:22
  Speaker 1: and foul flaws, to herdman and to herds this ill
• 27:26
  Speaker 1: presage advisedly she marketh even as the wind is hushed
• 27:31
  Speaker 1: before it raineth, or as the wolf doth grin before
• 27:34
  Speaker 1: he barketh, or as the berry breaks before it staineth,
• 27:39
  Speaker 1: or like the deadly bullet of a gun. His meaning
• 27:42
  Speaker 1: struck her ere his words begun, and at his look
• 27:46
  Speaker 1: she flatly falleth down. For looks kill love, and love
• 27:51
  Speaker 1: by looks reviveth. A smile recures the wounding of a frown,
• 27:56
  Speaker 1: but blessed bankrupt that by love so thriveth. The silly boy,
• 28:01
  Speaker 1: believing she is dead, claps her pale cheek till clapping
• 28:05
  Speaker 1: makes it red, and all amazed break off his late intent,
• 28:09
  Speaker 1: For sharply he did think to reprehend her, which cunning
• 28:13
  Speaker 1: love did wittily prevent fair fall the wit that can
• 28:17
  Speaker 1: so well defend her. For on the grass she lies
• 28:21
  Speaker 1: as she were slain, till his breath breatheth life in
• 28:25
  Speaker 1: her again. He wrings her nose, He strikes her on
• 28:29
  Speaker 1: the cheeks. He bends her fingers, holds her pulses hard.
• 28:32
  Speaker 1: He chafes her lips a thousand ways. He seeks to
• 28:36
  Speaker 1: mend the hurt that his unkindness marred. He kisses her,
• 28:41
  Speaker 1: and she, by her good will will never rise, So
• 28:45
  Speaker 1: he will kiss her still. The night of sorrow now
• 28:49
  Speaker 1: is turned to day. Her two blue windows faintly she
• 28:53
  Speaker 1: upheaveeth like the fair sun, when in his fresh array
• 28:56
  Speaker 1: he cheers the morn, and all the world relieveth And
• 29:00
  Speaker 1: as the bright sun glorifies the sky, so was her
• 29:04
  Speaker 1: face illumined with her eye, whose beams upon his hairless
• 29:08
  Speaker 1: face are fixed, as if from thence they borrowed all
• 29:11
  Speaker 1: their shine. Were never four such lamps together mixed, had
• 29:16
  Speaker 1: not as clouded with his brow's repine, but hers, which
• 29:21
  Speaker 1: through the crystal tears gave light shone like the moon
• 29:24
  Speaker 1: in waters seen by night.
• 29:27
  Speaker 2: Oh where am I quoth she? In earth or heaven,
• 29:31
  Speaker 2: or in the ocean drenched or in the fire? What
• 29:34
  Speaker 2: hour is this? Or morn? Or weary? Even do I
• 29:38
  Speaker 2: delight to die? Or life desire? But now I lived,
• 29:42
  Speaker 2: and life was death's annoy. But now I died, and
• 29:46
  Speaker 2: death was lively joy. Oh, thou didst kill me? Kill
• 29:50
  Speaker 2: me once again, thy eyes, shrewd tutor, that hard heart
• 29:54
  Speaker 2: of thine hath taught them scornful tricks and such disdain
• 29:58
  Speaker 2: that they have murdered this poor part of mine, and
• 30:01
  Speaker 2: these mine eyes true leaders to their queen. But for
• 30:05
  Speaker 2: thy piteous lips no more had seen. Long may they
• 30:09
  Speaker 2: kiss each other for this cure? Oh, never let their
• 30:11
  Speaker 2: crimson liveries wear, and as they last their verdure still
• 30:15
  Speaker 2: endure to drive infection from the dangerous year that the
• 30:20
  Speaker 2: star gazers, having writ on death, may say, the plague
• 30:24
  Speaker 2: is banished by thy breath, pure lips, sweet seals in
• 30:28
  Speaker 2: my soft lips imprinted. What bargains may I make still
• 30:32
  Speaker 2: to be sealing? To sell myself? I can be well contented,
• 30:36
  Speaker 2: So thou wilt buy and pay and use good dealing
• 30:39
  Speaker 2: which purchase. If thou make for fear of slips, set
• 30:43
  Speaker 2: thy seal manual on my wax red lips. A thousand
• 30:47
  Speaker 2: kisses buys my heart from me? And pay them at
• 30:50
  Speaker 2: thy leisure, one by one. What is ten hundred touches
• 30:54
  Speaker 2: unto thee? Are they not quickly told and quickly gone?
• 30:58
  Speaker 2: Say for non payment the dat should double is twenty
• 31:02
  Speaker 2: hundred kisses.
• 31:03
  Speaker 4: Such a trouble, fair queen, quoth he, if any love
• 31:07
  Speaker 4: you owe me, measure my strangeness with my unripe ears
• 31:12
  Speaker 4: before I know myself. Seek not to know me.
• 31:16
  Speaker 3: No fissure but the ungrown fry forbears, the mellow plum
• 31:20
  Speaker 3: doth fall, The green sticks fast or being early plucked
• 31:25
  Speaker 3: is sour to taste. Look. The world's comforter, with weary gait,
• 31:31
  Speaker 3: his day's hot task hath ended in the west. The
• 31:35
  Speaker 3: owl night's herald shrieks tis very late. The sheep are
• 31:39
  Speaker 3: gone to fold, birds to their nest, and cold black
• 31:44
  Speaker 3: clouds that shadow Heaven's light. Do summon us to part
• 31:49
  Speaker 3: and bid good night? Now let me say good night,
• 31:52
  Speaker 3: and so say you. If you will say so, you
• 31:56
  Speaker 3: shall have a.
• 31:57
  Speaker 1: Kiss good night, quoth she, and ere he says adieu.
• 32:02
  Speaker 1: The honey fee of parting tendered is her arms. Do
• 32:06
  Speaker 1: lend his neck a sweet embrace, incorporate then they seem
• 32:10
  Speaker 1: face grows to face till breathless he disjoined and backward
• 32:15
  Speaker 1: drew the heavenly moisture. That sweet coral mouth, whose precious taste.
• 32:20
  Speaker 1: Her thirsty lips well knew whereon they surfeit, yet complain
• 32:25
  Speaker 1: on drought. He with her plenty presst, she faint with dearth.
• 32:31
  Speaker 1: Their lips together glued fall to the earth. Now quick
• 32:36
  Speaker 1: desire hath caught the yielding prey, and glutton like she feeds,
• 32:40
  Speaker 1: yet never fileth. Her lips are conquerors, His lips obey
• 32:45
  Speaker 1: paying what ransom the insulter willeth, whose vulture thought doth
• 32:50
  Speaker 1: pitch the price so high that she will draw his
• 32:53
  Speaker 1: lips rich treasure dry. And having felt the sweetness of
• 32:57
  Speaker 1: the spoil with blindfold fume sory, she begins to forage
• 33:02
  Speaker 1: her face, doth reek and smoke her blood doth boil,
• 33:06
  Speaker 1: and careless lust stirs up a desperate courage, flanting oblivion,
• 33:11
  Speaker 1: beating reason back forgetting shames pure blush and honors rack hot,
• 33:18
  Speaker 1: faint and weary with her hard embracing, Like a wild
• 33:22
  Speaker 1: bird being tamed with too much handling, or as the
• 33:25
  Speaker 1: fleet foot row that's tired with chasing, or like the
• 33:28
  Speaker 1: froward infant stilled with dandling. He now obeys, and now
• 33:34
  Speaker 1: no more resisteth. While she takes all she can, not all.
• 33:39
  Speaker 1: She listeth what wax so frozen, but dissolves with tempering,
• 33:45
  Speaker 1: and yields at last to every light impression. Things out
• 33:49
  Speaker 1: of hope are compassed oft with venturing, chiefly in love,
• 33:53
  Speaker 1: whose leave exceeds commission. Affection faints not like a pale
• 33:57
  Speaker 1: faced coward, but then woo best when most his choice
• 34:02
  Speaker 1: is froward, when he did frown, Oh had she then
• 34:07
  Speaker 1: gave o'er such nectar from his lips. She had not
• 34:10
  Speaker 1: sucked foul words and frowns must not repel a lover.
• 34:14
  Speaker 1: What though the rose have prickles, yet tis plucked where
• 34:18
  Speaker 1: beauty under twenty locks kept fast? Yet love breaks through
• 34:22
  Speaker 1: and picks them all at last for pity. Now she
• 34:27
  Speaker 1: can no more detain him. The poor fool praise her
• 34:30
  Speaker 1: that he may depart. She is resolved no longer to
• 34:33
  Speaker 1: restrain him. Bids him farewell and look well to her heart,
• 34:38
  Speaker 1: the which by cupid's bow she doth protest. He carries
• 34:42
  Speaker 1: thence in caged in his breast. Sweet boy, she says,
• 34:47
  Speaker 1: this night I'll.
• 34:48
  Speaker 2: Waste in sorrow for my sick heart. Commands mine eyes
• 34:51
  Speaker 2: to watch. Tell me Love's master, shall we meet tomorrow? Say?
• 34:56
  Speaker 2: Shall we? Shall we wilst thou make the match?
• 34:59
  Speaker 1: He tells her, No, tomorrow, He intends to hunt the
• 35:02
  Speaker 1: boar with certain of his friends. The boar quoth she
• 35:07
  Speaker 1: whereat a sudden, pale, like lawn being spread upon the
• 35:10
  Speaker 1: blushing rose usurps her cheeks. She trembles at his tail
• 35:15
  Speaker 1: and on his neck. Her yoking arms she throws. She
• 35:19
  Speaker 1: sinketh down, still hanging by his neck. He on her
• 35:23
  Speaker 1: belly falls, she on her back. Now is she in
• 35:27
  Speaker 1: the very lists of love? Her champion mounted for the
• 35:31
  Speaker 1: hot encounter, all is imaginary. She doth prove he will
• 35:35
  Speaker 1: not manage her, although he mount her. That worse than
• 35:39
  Speaker 1: Tantalus is her annoy to clip elysium and to lack
• 35:43
  Speaker 1: her joy, even as poor birds deceived with painted grapes
• 35:48
  Speaker 1: do surfeit by the eye and pine the maw. Even
• 35:52
  Speaker 1: so she languisheth in her mishaps, as those poor birds
• 35:56
  Speaker 1: that helpless berries saw the warm effects which she and
• 36:00
  Speaker 1: him finds missing. She seeks to kindle with continual kissing.
• 36:05
  Speaker 1: But all in vain, Good Queen, it will not be.
• 36:09
  Speaker 1: She hath a sayed, as much as may be proved,
• 36:12
  Speaker 1: her pleading hath deserved a greater fee. She's love, she loves,
• 36:17
  Speaker 1: and yet she is not loved.
• 36:20
  Speaker 3: Fie fie, he says, you crush me, let me go.
• 36:25
  Speaker 3: You have no reason to withhold me.
• 36:28
  Speaker 2: So thou hadst been gone, quoth she, sweet boy, ere this,
• 36:33
  Speaker 2: but that thou toldst me thou wouldst hunt the boar.
• 36:36
  Speaker 2: Oh be advised, thou know'st not what it is with
• 36:39
  Speaker 2: Javelin's point a churlish swine to gore, whose tush is
• 36:43
  Speaker 2: never sheathed, he wetteth still like to a mortal butcher
• 36:46
  Speaker 2: bent to kill. On his bow back. He hath a
• 36:50
  Speaker 2: battle set of bristly pikes that ever threat his foes,
• 36:54
  Speaker 2: His eyes like glow worms shine when he doth fret.
• 36:57
  Speaker 2: His snout dig sepulchers. Where'er he goes being moved, he
• 37:01
  Speaker 2: strikes what air is in his way, and whom he strikes.
• 37:04
  Speaker 2: His crooked tushes slay. His brawny sides, with hairy bristles
• 37:09
  Speaker 2: armed are better proof than thy spear's point can enter.
• 37:13
  Speaker 2: His short thick neck cannot be easily harmed. Being ireful
• 37:17
  Speaker 2: on the lion, he will venture the thorny brambles and
• 37:20
  Speaker 2: embracing bushes as fearful of him, part through whom he
• 37:24
  Speaker 2: rushes alas he not esteems that face of thine to
• 37:28
  Speaker 2: which love's eyes pay tributary gazes, nor thy soft hands,
• 37:33
  Speaker 2: sweet lips, and crystal eye, whose full perfection all the
• 37:37
  Speaker 2: world amazes. But having thee at vantage wondrous dread would
• 37:42
  Speaker 2: root these beauties as he roots the mead. Oh, let
• 37:45
  Speaker 2: him keep his loathsome cabin still beauty hath nought to
• 37:49
  Speaker 2: do with such foul fiends, come not within his danger.
• 37:52
  Speaker 2: By thy will, they that thrive well take counsel of
• 37:56
  Speaker 2: their friends. When thou didst name, the bore not to dissemble.
• 38:00
  Speaker 2: I feared thy fortune, and my joints did tremble. Didst
• 38:04
  Speaker 2: thou not mark my face? Was it not white? Sast
• 38:07
  Speaker 2: thou not signs of fear? Lurk in mine eye? Grew
• 38:10
  Speaker 2: I not faint, and fell I not downright within my bosom,
• 38:15
  Speaker 2: whereon thou dost lie My boding heart pants beats and
• 38:18
  Speaker 2: takes no rest, but like an earthquake shakes thee on
• 38:22
  Speaker 2: my breast. For where love reigns disturbing jealousy doth call
• 38:27
  Speaker 2: himself affection sentinel, gives false alarms, suggestith mutiny, and in
• 38:33
  Speaker 2: a peaceful hour doth cry kill, kill, distempering gentle love
• 38:37
  Speaker 2: in his desire, as air and water do abate the fire.
• 38:41
  Speaker 2: This sour informer, this bait breeding spy, this canker that
• 38:46
  Speaker 2: eats up love's tender spring, This cary tale, decentious jealousy
• 38:51
  Speaker 2: that sometime true news sometime false, doth bring knocks at
• 38:56
  Speaker 2: my heart and whispers in mine ear, that if I
• 38:58
  Speaker 2: love thee I thy death should fear, and more than
• 39:02
  Speaker 2: so presenteth to mine eye the picture of an angry,
• 39:06
  Speaker 2: chafing boar, under whose sharp fangs on his back doth
• 39:09
  Speaker 2: lie an image like thyself, all stained with gore, whose blood,
• 39:14
  Speaker 2: upon the fresh flowers being shed, doth make them droop
• 39:17
  Speaker 2: with grief and hang the head. What should I do?
• 39:21
  Speaker 2: Seeing thee so indeed that tremble at the imagination. The
• 39:25
  Speaker 2: thought of it doth make my faint heart bleed, and
• 39:28
  Speaker 2: fear doth teach it divination. I prophesy thy death, my
• 39:32
  Speaker 2: living sorrow. If thou encounter with the boar tomorrow, but
• 39:36
  Speaker 2: if thou needs wilt hunt be ruled by me. Uncouple
• 39:40
  Speaker 2: at the timorous flying hair, or at the fox, which
• 39:43
  Speaker 2: lives by subtlety, or at the roe, which no encounter.
• 39:47
  Speaker 2: Dare pursue these fearful creatures o'er the downs and on
• 39:51
  Speaker 2: thy well breathed horse, Keep with thy hound, And when
• 39:54
  Speaker 2: thou hast on foot the purblind hair, mark the poor
• 39:57
  Speaker 2: wretch to overshoot his troubles. How he outruns the winds,
• 40:01
  Speaker 2: and with what care he cranks and crosses with a
• 40:04
  Speaker 2: thousand doubles the many musics through which he goes are
• 40:08
  Speaker 2: like a labyrinth to amaze his foes. Sometime he runs
• 40:12
  Speaker 2: among a flock of sheep to make the cunning hounds
• 40:14
  Speaker 2: mistake their smell. And sometime where earth delving conies keep
• 40:18
  Speaker 2: to stop the loud pursuers in their yell, and sometimes
• 40:22
  Speaker 2: sorteth with the herd of deer danger Deviseth shifts. Wit
• 40:26
  Speaker 2: waits on fear, for there his smell with others being
• 40:29
  Speaker 2: mingled the hot scent snuffing hounds are driven to doubt,
• 40:33
  Speaker 2: ceasing their clamorous cry till they have singled with much
• 40:36
  Speaker 2: ado the cold fault cleanly out. Then do they spend
• 40:40
  Speaker 2: their mouths. Echo replies, as if another chase were in
• 40:44
  Speaker 2: the skies. By this, poor Wat, far off upon a hill,
• 40:49
  Speaker 2: stands on his hinder legs, with listening ear to hearken.
• 40:52
  Speaker 2: If his foes pursue him still anon their loud alarums,
• 40:56
  Speaker 2: he doth hear, And now his grief may be compared
• 40:59
  Speaker 2: well to one sore sick that hears the passing bell.
• 41:03
  Speaker 2: Then shalt thou see the dew bedabbled wretch, turn and return,
• 41:07
  Speaker 2: indenting with the way each envious briar his weary legs
• 41:11
  Speaker 2: doth scratch, each shadow makes him stop, each murmur stay,
• 41:16
  Speaker 2: for misery is trodden on by many, and being low
• 41:19
  Speaker 2: never relieved by any. Lie quietly and hear a little more. Nay,
• 41:24
  Speaker 2: do not struggle, for thou shalt not rise to make
• 41:27
  Speaker 2: thee hate the hunting of the boar. Unlike myself. Thou
• 41:30
  Speaker 2: hearest me moralize, applying this to that, and so to so,
• 41:34
  Speaker 2: for love can comment upon every woe. Where did I leave?
• 41:38
  Speaker 3: No matter where quoth he leave me? And then the
• 41:43
  Speaker 3: story aptly ends. The night is spent.
• 41:47
  Speaker 1: Why what of that, quoth she I am?
• 41:51
  Speaker 3: Quoth he expected of my friends? And now tis dark
• 41:56
  Speaker 3: and going I shall fall in knight.
• 41:59
  Speaker 2: Quoth she desire sees best of all. But if thou fall, oh,
• 42:04
  Speaker 2: then imagine this the earth in love with thee. Thy
• 42:07
  Speaker 2: footing trips, and all is but to rob thee of
• 42:10
  Speaker 2: a kiss rich praise make true men thieves. So do
• 42:15
  Speaker 2: thy lips make modest Diane cloudy and forlorn, lest she
• 42:19
  Speaker 2: should steal a kiss and die forsworn. Now of this
• 42:23
  Speaker 2: dark night I perceived the reason Cynthia, for shame obscures
• 42:27
  Speaker 2: her silver shine till forging nature be condemned of treason
• 42:31
  Speaker 2: for stealing molds from heaven that were divine, wherein she
• 42:34
  Speaker 2: framed thee in high heavens, despite to shame the sun
• 42:37
  Speaker 2: by day and her by night. And therefore hath she
• 42:40
  Speaker 2: bribed the destinies to cross the curious workmanship of nature,
• 42:45
  Speaker 2: to mingle beauty with infirmities, and pure perfection with impure defeature,
• 42:50
  Speaker 2: making it subject to the tyranny of mad mischances and
• 42:54
  Speaker 2: much misery, as burning fevers, egg us, pale and faint life, poisonings, pestilence,
• 43:00
  Speaker 2: and frenzies. Wood, the marrow eating sickness, whose attains disorder,
• 43:05
  Speaker 2: breeds by heating of the blood, surfeits, impostumes, grief and
• 43:09
  Speaker 2: damned despair. Swear Nature's death for framing thee so fair
• 43:15
  Speaker 2: and not the least of all these maladies, but in
• 43:17
  Speaker 2: one minute's fight brings beauty under both favor, savor, hue,
• 43:22
  Speaker 2: and qualities. Whereat the impartial gazer late did wonder, are
• 43:26
  Speaker 2: on the sudden wasted, thawed and done as mountain snow
• 43:30
  Speaker 2: melts with the midday sun. Therefore, despite of fruitless chastity,
• 43:36
  Speaker 2: love lacking vestals, and self loving nuns, that on the
• 43:39
  Speaker 2: earth would breed a scarcity and barren dearth of daughters
• 43:42
  Speaker 2: and of sons, be prodigal. The lamp that burns by
• 43:46
  Speaker 2: night dries up his oil to lend the world his light.
• 43:50
  Speaker 2: What is thy body but a swallowing grave, seeming to
• 43:53
  Speaker 2: bury that posterity which, by the rights of time thou
• 43:57
  Speaker 2: needs must have. If thou destroy them not in dark obscurity.
• 44:02
  Speaker 2: If so, the world will hold thee in disdain. Sith
• 44:05
  Speaker 2: in thy pride, so fair a hope is slain, so
• 44:09
  Speaker 2: in thyself thyself art made away a mischief worse than
• 44:13
  Speaker 2: civil homebred strife, or theirs whose desperate hands themselves do slay,
• 44:18
  Speaker 2: or butcher sire that wreaths his son of life, foul
• 44:22
  Speaker 2: cankering rust, the hidden treasure frets, but gold that's put
• 44:25
  Speaker 2: to use more gold begets.
• 44:28
  Speaker 3: Nay, Then quoth Adam, you will fall again into your
• 44:32
  Speaker 3: idle over handled theme. The kiss I gave you is
• 44:36
  Speaker 3: bestowed in vain, and all in vain you strive against
• 44:40
  Speaker 3: the stream, For by this black faced knight desires foul nurse.
• 44:46
  Speaker 3: Your treatise makes me like you, worse and worse. If
• 44:50
  Speaker 3: love have lent you twenty thousand tongues, and every tongue
• 44:54
  Speaker 3: more moving than your own, bewitching like the wanton mermaid's songs.
• 45:00
  Speaker 3: Yet from mine ear the tempting tune is blown. For no,
• 45:05
  Speaker 3: my heart stands armored in mine ear, and will not
• 45:09
  Speaker 3: let a false sound enter there, lest the deceiving harmony
• 45:14
  Speaker 3: should run into the quiet closure of my breast. And
• 45:18
  Speaker 3: then my little heart were quite undone in his bed chamber,
• 45:22
  Speaker 3: to be barred of rest. No, lady, no, my heart
• 45:26
  Speaker 3: longs not to groan, but soundly sleeps well now it
• 45:30
  Speaker 3: sleeps alone. What have you urged that I cannot reprove?
• 45:36
  Speaker 3: The path is smooth that leadeth on to danger. I
• 45:40
  Speaker 3: hate not love, but your device in love that lends
• 45:44
  Speaker 3: embracements unto every stranger. You do it for increase, O
• 45:49
  Speaker 3: strange excuse, when reason is the bawd to lust's abuse,
• 45:55
  Speaker 3: call it not love, for love to heaven is fled,
• 45:59
  Speaker 3: since sweating lust on earth usurp'd his name, under whose
• 46:04
  Speaker 3: simple semblance he hath fed upon fresh beauty, blotting it
• 46:08
  Speaker 3: with blame, which the hot tyrant stains and soon bereaths
• 46:13
  Speaker 3: as caterpillars do. The tender leaves love comforteth like sunshine
• 46:19
  Speaker 3: after rain. But lust's effect is tempest after sun. Love's
• 46:25
  Speaker 3: gentle spring doth always fresh remain. Lust's winter comes ere
• 46:30
  Speaker 3: summer hath be done. Love surfeits, not lust like a
• 46:36
  Speaker 3: glutton dies. Love is all truth, lust full of forgid lies.
• 46:43
  Speaker 3: More I could tell, but more I dare not say.
• 46:47
  Speaker 3: The text is old, the orator too green. Therefore, in sadness,
• 46:53
  Speaker 3: now I will away. My face is full of shame.
• 46:57
  Speaker 3: My heart of teen mine ears that to your wanton talk,
• 47:02
  Speaker 3: attended to burn themselves for having so offended with this.
• 47:07
  Speaker 1: He breaketh from the sweet embrace of those fair arms
• 47:10
  Speaker 1: which bound him to her breast, and homeward through the
• 47:14
  Speaker 1: dark land, runs apace, leaves love upon her back, deeply distressed.
• 47:19
  Speaker 1: Look how a bright star shooteth from the sky, So
• 47:23
  Speaker 1: glides he in the night from venus eye, which after him,
• 47:27
  Speaker 1: She darts as one on shore, gazing upon a late
• 47:30
  Speaker 1: embarked friend, till the wild waves will have him seen
• 47:34
  Speaker 1: no more. Whose ridges with the meeting clouds contend. So
• 47:39
  Speaker 1: did the merciless and pitchy night fold in the object
• 47:43
  Speaker 1: that did feed her sight whereat amazed as one that
• 47:47
  Speaker 1: unaware hath dropped a precious jewel in the flood, or
• 47:51
  Speaker 1: astonished as night wanderers often are their light blown out
• 47:55
  Speaker 1: in some mistrustful wood. Even so confounded in the dark,
• 47:59
  Speaker 1: she lay, having lost the fair discovery of her way.
• 48:03
  Speaker 1: And now she beats her heart whereat it groans that
• 48:07
  Speaker 1: all the neighbor caves, as seeming troubled, make verbal repetition
• 48:11
  Speaker 1: of her moans. Passion on passion deeply is redoubled ay me.
• 48:17
  Speaker 1: She cries, and twenty times woe, woe, and twenty echoes
• 48:23
  Speaker 1: twenty times cry. So she, marking them, begins a wailing
• 48:28
  Speaker 1: note and sings extemporarily a woeful ditty, how love makes
• 48:33
  Speaker 1: young men thrall and old men dote, how love is
• 48:36
  Speaker 1: wise and folly, foolish, witty. Her heavy anthem still concludes
• 48:41
  Speaker 1: in woe, and still the choir of echoes answer. So
• 48:45
  Speaker 1: her song was tedious and outwar the night. For lover's
• 48:49
  Speaker 1: hours are long, though seeming short, if pleased themselves others
• 48:54
  Speaker 1: they think delight in such like circumstance, with such like sport.
• 48:59
  Speaker 1: Their copy his stories oftentimes begun end without audience, and
• 49:04
  Speaker 1: are never done, For who hath she to spend the
• 49:07
  Speaker 1: night with? All but idle sounds, resembling parasites, like shrill
• 49:12
  Speaker 1: tongued tapsters, answering every call, soothing the humor of fantastic wits.
• 49:18
  Speaker 1: She says, tis so, They answer all tis so, and
• 49:24
  Speaker 1: would say after her if she said no. Lo Here
• 49:29
  Speaker 1: the gentle lark, weary of rest from his moist cabinet,
• 49:33
  Speaker 1: mounts up on high and wakes the morning, from whose
• 49:36
  Speaker 1: silver breast the sun ariseth in his majesty, Who doth
• 49:40
  Speaker 1: the world so gloriously behold that cedar tops and hills
• 49:44
  Speaker 1: seemed burnished gold? Venus salutes him with this fair, good morrow.
• 49:49
  Speaker 2: Oh, thou clear God and patron of all light, from
• 49:53
  Speaker 2: whom each lamp and shining star doth borrow the beauteous
• 49:56
  Speaker 2: influence that makes him bright. There lives a sun that suffers,
• 50:00
  Speaker 2: and earthly Mother may lend thee light as thou dost
• 50:03
  Speaker 2: lend to other.
• 50:04
  Speaker 1: This said she hasteth to a myrtle grove, musing the
• 50:08
  Speaker 1: morning is so much o'er worn, and yet she hears
• 50:11
  Speaker 1: no tidings of her love. She hearkens for his hounds
• 50:15
  Speaker 1: and for his horn anon. She hears them chant it lustily,
• 50:19
  Speaker 1: and all in haste. She coasteth to the cry, and
• 50:23
  Speaker 1: as she runs the bushes in the way. Some catch
• 50:26
  Speaker 1: her by the neck, some kiss her face, some twine
• 50:30
  Speaker 1: about her thigh to make her stay. She wildly breaketh
• 50:33
  Speaker 1: from their strict embrace, like a milchtough whose swelling dugs
• 50:37
  Speaker 1: do ache, hasting to feed her fawn hid in some break.
• 50:42
  Speaker 1: By this she hears the hounds are at bay. Whereat
• 50:45
  Speaker 1: she starts, like one that spies an adder wreathed up
• 50:48
  Speaker 1: in fatal folds just in his way. The fear whereof
• 50:51
  Speaker 1: doth make him shake and shudder. Even so, the timorous
• 50:55
  Speaker 1: yelping of the hounds appalls her senses, and her spirit confounds.
• 51:00
  Speaker 1: For now she knows it is no gentle chase, but
• 51:03
  Speaker 1: the blunt bore, rough bear or lion. Proud because the
• 51:08
  Speaker 1: cry remaineth in one place while e're fearfully, the dogs
• 51:12
  Speaker 1: exclaim aloud, finding their enemy to be so cursed, they
• 51:16
  Speaker 1: all strain courtesy. Who shall cope him first? This dismal
• 51:20
  Speaker 1: cry rings sadly in her ear through all which it
• 51:23
  Speaker 1: enters to surprise her heart, who, overcome by doubt and
• 51:27
  Speaker 1: bloodless fear, with cold, pale weakness, numbs each feeling part
• 51:32
  Speaker 1: like soldiers when their captain once doth yield, they basely
• 51:36
  Speaker 1: fly and dare not stay the field. Thus stands she
• 51:40
  Speaker 1: in a trembling ecstasy, till cheering up her senses. Sore dismayed,
• 51:45
  Speaker 1: she tells them tis a causeless fantasy and childish error,
• 51:49
  Speaker 1: that they are afraid, bids them leave, quaking, bids them
• 51:52
  Speaker 1: fear no more. And with that word she spied the
• 51:56
  Speaker 1: hunted boar, whose frothy mouth bepainted all with red like
• 52:01
  Speaker 1: milk and blood, being mingled both together. A second fear
• 52:05
  Speaker 1: through all her sinews spread, which madly hurries her. She
• 52:08
  Speaker 1: knows not whither this way she runs, and now she
• 52:12
  Speaker 1: will no further, but back retires to rate the boar
• 52:15
  Speaker 1: for murder. A thousand spleams bear her a thousand ways.
• 52:20
  Speaker 1: She treads the path that she untreads again. Her more
• 52:24
  Speaker 1: than haste is mated with delays, like the proceedings of
• 52:27
  Speaker 1: a drunken brain, full of respects, yet not at all respecting.
• 52:31
  Speaker 1: In hand with all things not at all affecting here,
• 52:36
  Speaker 1: kenneled in a brake, she finds a hound and asks
• 52:39
  Speaker 1: the weary caitiff for his master, And there another licking
• 52:43
  Speaker 1: of his wound, gainst venom soars the only sovereign plaster.
• 52:48
  Speaker 1: And here she meets another, sadly scowling to whom she speaks,
• 52:52
  Speaker 1: and he replies with howling when he hath ceased this
• 52:56
  Speaker 1: ill resounding noise. Another flap mouthed, morn black and grim
• 53:01
  Speaker 1: against the welkin volleys out his voice. Another and another
• 53:05
  Speaker 1: answer him, clapping their proud tails to the ground below,
• 53:09
  Speaker 1: shaking their scratched ears, bleeding as they go. Look how
• 53:14
  Speaker 1: the world's poor people are amazed at apparitions, signs and prodigies,
• 53:19
  Speaker 1: whereon with fearful eyes they long have gazed, infusing them
• 53:23
  Speaker 1: with dreadful prophecies. So she, at these sad sighs, draws
• 53:28
  Speaker 1: up her breath and, sighing it again, exclaims on death.
• 53:33
  Speaker 2: Hard favored, tyrant, ugly, meager, lean, hateful, divorce of love.
• 53:38
  Speaker 1: Thus chied she death.
• 53:41
  Speaker 2: Grim, grinning ghost, Earth's worm. What dost thou mean to
• 53:44
  Speaker 2: stifle beauty and to steal his breath? Who when he lived,
• 53:48
  Speaker 2: his breath and beauty set gloss on the rose, smell
• 53:52
  Speaker 2: to the violet. If he be dead, Oh no, it
• 53:55
  Speaker 2: cannot be seeing his beauty, thou shouldst strike at it. Yes,
• 54:00
  Speaker 2: it may thou hast no eyes to see, but hatefully
• 54:04
  Speaker 2: at random? Dost thou hit thy mark is feeble age,
• 54:08
  Speaker 2: but thy false dart mistakes that aim and cleaves an
• 54:11
  Speaker 2: infant's heart. Hadst thou but bid beware, then he had spoke,
• 54:16
  Speaker 2: and hearing him thy power had lost his power. The
• 54:19
  Speaker 2: destinies will curse THEE for this stroke. They bid thee
• 54:22
  Speaker 2: crop a weed. Thou pluck'st a flower, love's golden arrow
• 54:26
  Speaker 2: at him, should have fled, and not death's ebb, and
• 54:28
  Speaker 2: dart to strike him dead. Dost thou drink tears that
• 54:32
  Speaker 2: thou provoke such weeping? What may a heavy groan advantage thee?
• 54:37
  Speaker 2: Why hast thou cast into eternal sleeping those eyes that
• 54:41
  Speaker 2: taught all other eyes to see? Now Nature cares not
• 54:44
  Speaker 2: for thy mortal vigor, since her best work is ruined
• 54:48
  Speaker 2: with thy rigor.
• 54:49
  Speaker 1: Here overcome as one full of despair, she veiled her eyelids,
• 54:54
  Speaker 1: who like sluices, stopped the crystal tide that from her
• 54:57
  Speaker 1: two cheeks fair in the sweet channel of her bosom dropped.
• 55:01
  Speaker 1: But through the flood gates breaks the silver rain, and
• 55:04
  Speaker 1: with his strong course opens them again. Oh, how her
• 55:08
  Speaker 1: eyes and tears did lend and borrow her eyes seen
• 55:13
  Speaker 1: in the tears, tears in her eye, both crystals where
• 55:16
  Speaker 1: they viewed each other's sorrow. Sorrow that friendly sighs sought
• 55:20
  Speaker 1: still to dry. But like a stormy day, now wind
• 55:24
  Speaker 1: now rain sighs dry her cheeks. Tears make them wet again.
• 55:29
  Speaker 1: Variable passions throng her constant woe, as striving, who should
• 55:34
  Speaker 1: best become her grief? All entertained, Each passion labors so
• 55:39
  Speaker 1: that every present sorrow seemeth chief, but none is best.
• 55:43
  Speaker 1: They join them all together, like many clouds, consulting for
• 55:47
  Speaker 1: foul weather. By this far off she hears some huntsmen
• 55:52
  Speaker 1: hollow a nurse's song. Now'er pleased her babe so well
• 55:56
  Speaker 1: the dire imagination she did follow this sound, and of
• 56:00
  Speaker 1: hope doth labor to expel. For now reviving joy bids
• 56:04
  Speaker 1: her rejoice and flatters her. It is a daunis voice,
• 56:09
  Speaker 1: whereat her tears began to turn their tide, being prisoned
• 56:12
  Speaker 1: in her eye like pearls and glass. Yet sometimes falls
• 56:16
  Speaker 1: an orient drop, beside which her cheek melts as scorning.
• 56:21
  Speaker 1: It should pass to wash the foul face of the
• 56:23
  Speaker 1: sluttish ground, who is but drunken when she seemeth drowned.
• 56:28
  Speaker 1: Oh hard believing love, How strange it seems not to believe,
• 56:33
  Speaker 1: and yet too credulous. Thy weal and woe are both
• 56:36
  Speaker 1: of them extremes. Despair and hope make thee ridiculous. The
• 56:40
  Speaker 1: one doth flatter thee in thoughts unlikely, in likely thoughts,
• 56:44
  Speaker 1: the other kills thee quickly. Now she unweaves the web
• 56:48
  Speaker 1: that she hath wrought. Adonis lives and death is not
• 56:52
  Speaker 1: to blame. It was not she that called him all
• 56:55
  Speaker 1: to naught. Now she adds honors to his hateful name.
• 56:59
  Speaker 1: She claps him king of graves and grave for kings, imperious,
• 57:02
  Speaker 1: supreme of all mortal things.
• 57:05
  Speaker 2: No, no quoth she, Sweet Death, I did but jest.
• 57:10
  Speaker 2: Yet pardon me. I felt a kind of fear when
• 57:12
  Speaker 2: as I met the boar, that bloody beast which knows
• 57:15
  Speaker 2: no pity but is still severe. Then, gentle shadow truth,
• 57:20
  Speaker 2: I must confess I railed on thee fearing my love's decease.
• 57:24
  Speaker 2: Tis not my fault. The boar provoked my tongue be
• 57:28
  Speaker 2: wreaked on him. Invisible Commander tis he foul creature that
• 57:32
  Speaker 2: hath done thee wrong I did, but act He's author
• 57:35
  Speaker 2: of my slander grief. Hath two tongues, and never woman,
• 57:39
  Speaker 2: yet could rule them both without ten women's wit.
• 57:43
  Speaker 1: Thus, hoping that Adonis is alive, her rash suspect sile
• 57:47
  Speaker 1: doth extenuate, and that his beauty may the better thrive
• 57:50
  Speaker 1: with death, she humbly doth insinuate, tells him of trophies, statues, tombs,
• 57:56
  Speaker 1: and stories, his victories, his triumphs, and his glories.
• 58:00
  Speaker 2: Oh Jove, quoth she, how much a fool was I
• 58:04
  Speaker 2: to be of such a weak and silly mind to
• 58:07
  Speaker 2: wail his death? Who lives and must not die till
• 58:10
  Speaker 2: mutual overthrow of mortal kind, For he being dead with
• 58:15
  Speaker 2: him is beauty slain and beauty dead. Black chaos comes again,
• 58:20
  Speaker 2: Fi fie fond love, Thou art so full of fear
• 58:24
  Speaker 2: as one with treasure laden hemmed with thieves, trifles, unwitnessed
• 58:29
  Speaker 2: with eye, or ear thy coward heart, with false bethinking greeds.
• 58:34
  Speaker 1: Even at this word she hears a merry horn whereat
• 58:37
  Speaker 1: she leaps. That was but late forlorn as falcon to
• 58:41
  Speaker 1: the lore away she flies, the grass stoops not she
• 58:45
  Speaker 1: treads on it so light, and in her haste unfortunately
• 58:48
  Speaker 1: spies the foul bore's conquest on her fair delight, which
• 58:53
  Speaker 1: seen her eyes as murdered with the view, like stars
• 58:56
  Speaker 1: ashamed of day themselves withdrew, or as the snail whose
• 59:01
  Speaker 1: tender horns being hit shrinks backward in his shelly cave
• 59:05
  Speaker 1: with pain, and there all smothered up in shade, doth
• 59:09
  Speaker 1: sit long after, fearing to creep forth again. So at
• 59:13
  Speaker 1: his bloody view, her eyes are fled into the deep
• 59:17
  Speaker 1: dark cavels of her head, where they resign their office
• 59:21
  Speaker 1: and their light to the disposing of her troubled brain,
• 59:24
  Speaker 1: who bids them still consort with ugly night, and never
• 59:28
  Speaker 1: wound the heart with looks again, who, like a king
• 59:31
  Speaker 1: perplexed in his throne by their suggestion, gives a deadly
• 59:35
  Speaker 1: groan whereat each tributary subject quakes, as when the wind,
• 59:39
  Speaker 1: imprisoned in the ground struggling for passage, Earth's foundation shakes,
• 59:44
  Speaker 1: which with cold terror doth men's minds confound this mutiny.
• 59:49
  Speaker 1: Each part doth so surprise that from their dark beds
• 59:52
  Speaker 1: once more leap her eyes, and being opened through unwilling
• 59:57
  Speaker 1: light upon the wide wound that the boar had trenched,
• 1:00:00
  Speaker 1: and his soft flank, whose wonted lily white with purple tears,
• 1:00:05
  Speaker 1: that his wound wept, was drenched. No flower was nigh,
• 1:00:09
  Speaker 1: no grass, herb, leaf or weed, but stole his blood
• 1:00:14
  Speaker 1: and seemed with him to bleed this solemn sympathy. Poor
• 1:00:19
  Speaker 1: Venus noteth over one shoulder. Doth she hang her head dumbly?
• 1:00:24
  Speaker 1: She passions frantically, She doteth she thinks he could not die.
• 1:00:29
  Speaker 1: He is not dead. Her voice is stopped, her joints
• 1:00:33
  Speaker 1: forget to bow. Her eyes are mad that they have
• 1:00:36
  Speaker 1: wept till now. Upon his hurt, she looks so steadfastly
• 1:00:41
  Speaker 1: that her sight dazzling makes the wound seem free. And
• 1:00:45
  Speaker 1: then she reprehends her mangling eye that makes more gashes
• 1:00:49
  Speaker 1: where no breech should be. His face seems twain. Each
• 1:00:53
  Speaker 1: several limb is doubled for oft the eye mistakes the
• 1:00:57
  Speaker 1: brain being troubled.
• 1:00:59
  Speaker 2: My tongue cannot express my grief for one, and yet
• 1:01:03
  Speaker 2: quoth she behold too Adon's dead. My sighs are blown away,
• 1:01:09
  Speaker 2: my salt tears gone, Mine eyes are turned to fire.
• 1:01:12
  Speaker 2: My heart to lead. Heavy hearts, lead melt at mine
• 1:01:16
  Speaker 2: eyes red fire? So shall I die by drops of
• 1:01:19
  Speaker 2: hot desire? Alas, poor world? What treasure hast thou lost?
• 1:01:24
  Speaker 2: What face remains alive? That's worth the viewing? Whose tongue
• 1:01:28
  Speaker 2: is music? Now? What canst thou boast of things long since?
• 1:01:32
  Speaker 2: Or anything ensuing? The flowers are sweet, their colors fresh
• 1:01:37
  Speaker 2: and trim, but true sweet beauty lived and died with
• 1:01:41
  Speaker 2: him bonnet nor veil. Henceforth, no creature where, nor sun
• 1:01:46
  Speaker 2: nor wind will ever strive to kiss you. Having no
• 1:01:49
  Speaker 2: fare to lose, you need not fear. The sun doth
• 1:01:52
  Speaker 2: scorn you, and the wind doth hiss you. But when
• 1:01:56
  Speaker 2: Adonis lived, sun and sharp air lurk'd like too thiets
• 1:02:00
  Speaker 2: to rob him of his fare, And therefore would he
• 1:02:03
  Speaker 2: put his bonnet on, under whose brim the gaudy sun
• 1:02:06
  Speaker 2: would peep, the wind would blow it off, and being gone,
• 1:02:10
  Speaker 2: play with his locks. Then would Adonis weep and straight
• 1:02:14
  Speaker 2: in pity of his tender years. They both would strive
• 1:02:17
  Speaker 2: who first should dry his tears to see his face.
• 1:02:21
  Speaker 2: The lion walked along behind some hedge, because he would
• 1:02:24
  Speaker 2: not fear him to recreate himself. When he hath sung,
• 1:02:28
  Speaker 2: the tiger would be tame and gently hear him. If
• 1:02:31
  Speaker 2: he had spoke, the wolf would leave his prey and
• 1:02:34
  Speaker 2: never fright the silly lamb. That day, when he beheld
• 1:02:38
  Speaker 2: his shadow in the brook, the fishes spread on it
• 1:02:40
  Speaker 2: their golden gills. When he was by the birds, such
• 1:02:44
  Speaker 2: pleasure took that some would sing. Some others, in their bills,
• 1:02:48
  Speaker 2: would bring him maulberries and ripe red cherries. He fed
• 1:02:51
  Speaker 2: them with his sight. They him with berries. But this
• 1:02:55
  Speaker 2: foul grim and urchin spouted boar, whose downward eyes still
• 1:02:59
  Speaker 2: look for a grave. Ne'er saw the beauteous livery that
• 1:03:03
  Speaker 2: he wore, witness the entertainment that he gave. If he
• 1:03:07
  Speaker 2: did see his face, Why then I know he thought
• 1:03:10
  Speaker 2: to kiss him and had killed him. So tis true?
• 1:03:13
  Speaker 2: Tis true? Thus was Adonis slain. He ran upon the
• 1:03:17
  Speaker 2: boar with his sharp spear, who did not wet his
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  Speaker 2: teeth at him again, but by a kiss thought persuade
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  Speaker 2: him there, and nuzzling in his flank, the loving swine sheathed,
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  Speaker 2: unaware the tusk in his soft groin. Had I been
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  Speaker 2: toothed like him, I must confess with kissing him, I
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  Speaker 2: should have killed him first, But he is dead, and
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  Speaker 2: never did he bless my youth with his The more
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  Speaker 2: am I accursed with this?
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  Speaker 1: She falleth in the place she stood, and stains her
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  Speaker 1: face with his congealed blood. She looks upon his lips,
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  Speaker 1: and they are pale. She takes him by the hand,
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  Speaker 1: and that is cold. She whispers in his ears a
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  Speaker 1: heavy tail, as if they heard the woeful words she told.
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  Speaker 1: She lifts the coffer lid that close his eyes, where
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  Speaker 1: low two lamps burnt out in darkness, lies two glasses,
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  Speaker 1: where herself herself beheld thousand times, and now no more
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  Speaker 1: reflect their virtue lost, wherein they late excelled, and every
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  Speaker 1: beauty robbed of his effect.
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  Speaker 2: Wonder of time, quoth she, This is my spite, that you,
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  Speaker 2: being dead, the day should yet be light, since thou
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  Speaker 2: art dead. Low. Here I prophesy sorrow on love hereafter
• 1:04:35
  Speaker 2: shall attend. It shall be weighted on with jealousy. Find
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  Speaker 2: sweet beginning, but unsavory end, ne'er settled equally, but high
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  Speaker 2: or low, that all love's pleasure shall not match his woe.
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  Speaker 2: It shall be fickle, false and full of fraud, bud
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  Speaker 2: and be blasted in a breathing, while the bottom poison
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  Speaker 2: and the top or strawed with sweets. That shall the
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  Speaker 2: truest sight beguile the strongest body. Shall it make most weak,
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  Speaker 2: Strike the wise dumb, and teach the fool to speak.
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  Speaker 2: It shall be sparing and too full of riot, teaching
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  Speaker 2: decrepit age to tread the measures the staring ruffian. Shall
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  Speaker 2: it keep in quiet, pluck down the rich, enrich the
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  Speaker 2: poor with treasures. It shall be raging, mad and silly mild,
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  Speaker 2: make the young old the old become a child. It
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  Speaker 2: shall suspect where is no cause of fear. It shall
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  Speaker 2: not fear where it should most mistrust. It shall be
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  Speaker 2: merciful and too severe, and most deceiving when it seems
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  Speaker 2: most just perverse. It shall be where it shows most toward,
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  Speaker 2: put fear to valor courage to the coward. It shall
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  Speaker 2: be cause of war and dire events, and set dissension
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  Speaker 2: TwixT the sun and sire, subject and servile to all discontents,
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  Speaker 2: as dry combustious matter as to fire. Sith in his
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  Speaker 2: prime death, doth my love destroy They that love best?
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  Speaker 2: Their love shall not enjoy by this?
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  Speaker 1: The boy that by her side lay killed, was melted
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  Speaker 1: like a vapor from her sight, and in his blood
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  Speaker 1: that on the ground lay spilled a purple flower sprung up,
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  Speaker 1: checkered with white, resembling well his pale cheeks, and the blood,
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  Speaker 1: which in round drops upon their whiteness stood. She bows
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  Speaker 1: her head the new sprung flower to smell, comparing it
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  Speaker 1: to her Adonis breath, and says, within her bosom it
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  Speaker 1: shall dwell, since he himself is reft from her by death.
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  Speaker 1: She drops the stalk, and in the breach appears green
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  Speaker 1: dropping sap, which she compares to tears.
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  Speaker 2: Poor flower, quoth she, this was thy father's guise, sweet
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  Speaker 2: issue of a more sweet smelling sire, For every little
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  Speaker 2: grief to wet his eyes, to grow unto himself was
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  Speaker 2: his desire, and so tis shine. But no, it is
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  Speaker 2: as good to wither in my breast as in his blood.
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  Speaker 2: Here was thy father's bed. Here in my breast thou
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  Speaker 2: art the next of blood, and tis thy right lo
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  Speaker 2: in this hollow cradle. Take thy rest. My throbbing heart
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  Speaker 2: shall rock thee day and night. There shall not be
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  Speaker 2: one minute in an hour wherein I will not kiss
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  Speaker 2: my sweet love's flower.
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  Speaker 1: Thus, weary of the world away, she hies and yokes
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  Speaker 1: her silver doves, by whose swift aid their mistress mounted
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  Speaker 1: through the empty skies in her light, chariot quickly is conveyed,
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  Speaker 1: holding their course to Paphos, where their queen means to
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  Speaker 1: immure herself and not be seen. And a Venus and
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  Speaker 1: Adonis by William Shakespeare