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Even as the sun with purple-colour'd face / Had ta'en his last leave of the weeping morn, / Rose-cheek'd Adonis tried him to the chase; / Hunting he lov'd, but love he laugh'd to scorn; / Sick-thoughted Venus makes amain unto him, / And like a bold-fac'd suitor 'gins to woo him.
"Thrice fairer than myself," thus she began, / "The field's chief flower, sweet above compare, / Stain to all nymphs, more lovely than a man, / More white and red than doves or roses are: / Nature that made thee, with herself at strife, / Saith that the world hath ending with thy life.