And ran away, the beautious Queene neglecting:
Showing both folly to abuse her proffer,
And all his sex of cowardice detecting.
Oh! that I lead my mistris at that bay,
To kisse and clippe me till I ranne away!"
Sonnet III., from Fidessa.
"Fair[[1]] Venus, with Adonis sitting by her,
Under a myrtle shade, began to woo him;
She told the youngling how god Mars did try her,
And as he fell to her, she fell to him.