Classic Poem

When Venus longst that plaine
This Parian Adon saw,
Shee sigh'd, and said, What power breakes Destine's law,
World-mourned boy, and makes thee liue againe?
Then with stretcht armes shee ran him to enfold;
But when shee did behold
The bore whose snowie tuskes did threaten death,
Feare closed vp her breath:
Who can but grant then that these stones doe liue,
Sith this bred loue, and that a wound did giue?