Venus and Adonis
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.