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shall attend：
It shall be waited on with jealousy； Find sweet beginning； but
unsavoury end； Ne'er settled equally； but high or low； That all love's
pleasure shall not match his woe。
'It shall be fickle； false； and full of fraud；
Bud and be blastod in a breathing…while； The bottom poison； and the
top o'erstraw'd With sweets that shall the truest sight beguile：
The strongest body shall it make most weak； Strike the wise dumb
and teach the fool to speak。
'It shall be sparing and too full of riot； Teaching decrepit age to tread
the measures；
The staring ruffian shall it keep in quiet； Pluck down the rich； enrich
the poor with treasures； It shall be raging mad； and silly mild； Make the
young old； the old become a child。
'It shall suspect where is no cause of fear； It shall not fear where it
should most mistrust； It shall be merciful； and too severe； And most
deceiving when it seems most just；
Perverse it shall be； where it shows most toward； Put fear to velour；
courage to the coward。
'It shall be cause of war and dire events； And set dissension 'twixt the
son and sire；
Subject and servile to all discontents； As dry combustious matter is to
fire： Sith in his prime Death doth my love destroy； They that love best
their love shall not enjoy。'
By this； the boy that by her side lay kill'd Was melted like a vapour
from her sight； And in his blood that on the ground lay spill'd； A purple
flower sprung up； chequer'd with white；
Resembling well his pale cheeks； and the blood Which in round drops
upon their whiteness stood。
She bows her head； the new…sprung flower to smell； Comparing it to
her Adonis' breath；
And says within her bosom it shall dwell； Since he himself is reft
from her by death： She drops the stalk； and in the breach appears Green
dropping sap； which she compares to tears。
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'Poor flower；' quoth she； 'this was thy father's guise； Sweet issue of a
more sweet…smelling sire； For every little grief to wet his eyes： To grow
unto himself was his desire；
And so 'tis shine； but know； it is as good To wither in my breast as in
his blood。
'Here was thy father's bed； here in my breast； Thou art the next of
blood； and 'tis thy right：
Lo！ in this hollow cradle take thy rest； My throbbing heart shall rock
thee day and night： There shall not be one minute in an hour Wherein I
will not kiss my sweet love's flower。'
Thus weary of the world； away she hies；
And yokes her silver doves； by whose swift aid Their mistress；
mounted； through the empty skies In her light chariot quickly is convey'd；
Holding their course to Paphos； where their queen Means to immure
herself and not be seen。
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