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ice, And flatters her it is Adonis' voice. Whereat her tears began to turn their tide, Being prison'd in her eye, like pearls in glass; 980 Yet sometimes falls an orient drop beside, Which her cheek melts, as scorning it should pass To wash the foul face of the sluttish ground, Who is but drunken when she seemeth drown'd. O hard-believing love! how strange it seems 985 Not to believe, and yet too credulous; Thy weal and woe are both of them extremes; Despair and hope make thee ridiculous: 988 The one doth flatter thee in thoughts unlikely, In likely thoughts the other kills thee quickly. Now she unweaves the web that she hath wrought, Adonis lives, and Death is not to blame; 992 It was not she that call'd him all to naught, Now she adds honours to his hateful name; She clepes him king of graves, and grave for kings, Imperious supreme of all mortal things. 996 'No, no,' quoth she, 'sweet Death, I did but jest; Yet pardon me, I felt a kind of fear Whenas I met the boar, that bloody beast, Which knows no pity, but is still severe; 1000 Then, gentle shadow,--truth I must confess-- I rail'd on thee, fearing my love's decease. 'Tis not my fault: the boar provok'd my tongue; Be wreak'd on him, invisible commander; 1004 'Tis he, foul creature, that hath done thee wrong; I did but act, he 's author of my slander: Grief hath two tongues: and never woman yet, Could rule them both without ten women's wit.' Thus hoping that Adonis is alive, 1009 Her rash suspect sile doth extenuate; And that his beauty may the better thrive, With Death she humbly doth insinuate; 1012 Tells him of trophies, statues, tombs; and stories His victories, his triumphs, and his glories. 'O Jove!' quoth she, 'how much a fool was I, To be of such a weak and silly mind 1016 To wail his death who lives and must not die Till mutual overthrow of mortal kind; For he being dead, with him is beauty slain, And, beauty dead, black chaos comes again. 1020 'Fie, fie, fond love! thou art so full of fear As one with treasure laden, hemm'd with thieves Trifles, unwitne
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