Archive for March, 2007

Red and White in Venus and Adonis

March 26, 2007

Red and White: “more red and white than doves and roses” [7-12]; “being red, she loves him best; and being white, her best is better’d with a more delight” [77-78]. Of the boar: “Whose frothy mouth, bepainted all with red, like milk and blood being mingled both togeher,” [900-901]; “And in his blood that on the ground lay spill’d a purple flower sprung up, check’red with white, resembling well his pale cheeks and the blood which in round drops upon their whiteness stood,” [1167-1170].

Red and Pale: making lips pale with “fresh variety” [21]; “But now her cheek was pale, and by and by/ it flashed forth fire, as lightning from the sky” [347-348]; “The silly boy, believing she is dead, claps her pale cheek, till clapping makes it red,” [467-468].

Pale and Crimson: “twixt crimson shame and anger ashy-pale” [76].

Red (alone): “she red and hot for as coals of glowing fire, he red for shame but frosty in desire” [35-36]; “scorning his churlish drum and ensign red,” [107]; “red morn” [453]; “wax-red lips” [516]; “Heavy heart’s lead, melt at mine eyes’ red fire! So shall I die by drops of hot desire” [1079-1080]; “ripe-red cherries” [1103].

White (alone): “so white a friend engirts so white a foe,” [361-364]; “teaching the sheets a whiter hue than white” [398]; “lily white” [1054];

Pale (alone): “within the circuit of this ivory pale, I’ll be a park and thou shalt be my deer” [231-232]; “pale-fac’d coward” [569]; with rose mention [589-592]. Her heart ‘Who, overcome by doubt and bloodless fear, with cold-pale weakness numbs each feeling part” [891-892]; “she looks upon his lips, and they are pale; she takes him by the hand, and that is cold” [1123-1124].

Crimson (alone): “Long may they kiss each other, for this cure! O, never let their crimson liveries wear!” [505-506];

Other colors: Purple [1, 1055, 1167]; Silver [728, 959, 1193…]; Black [920, 1020,…]; Green [146, 527, 806, 1176]…; Blue [125…]; Golden [1100…];

Mulberries, Cherries, Berries

March 26, 2007

Venus and Adonis, [1101-1104]. “When he was by, the birds such pleasure took/ That some would sing, some other in their bills/ Would bring him mulberries and ripe-red cherries;/ He fed them with his sight, they him with berries.”

Flowers

March 26, 2007

Venus and Adonis, [1079-1080]. “‘The flowers are sweet, their colors fresh and trim;/ But true-sweet beauty liv’d and died with him.'”

Plants in Venus and Adonis

March 26, 2007

Cedar: “who doth the world so gloriously behold that cedar-tops and hills seem burnish’d gold,” [853-852].

Lily: Lily fingers, [223-228]; “A lily prison’d in a jail of snow,/ Or ivory in an alabaster band,/ So white a friend engirts so white a foe” [361-364]; in reference again to Adonis’ flesh, [1051-1056].

Myrtle: [865-868].

Plum: [527-528];

Primrose: Venus lieing on bank of primrose [151-156];

Rose: “rose-cheeked Adonis” [3]; “more white and red than doves and roses are”, [7-12]; war god a prisoner in a red-rose chain [109-112]; has prickles yet is plucked [571-576]; like lawn upon, [589-592]; “gloss on the rose” [931-936];

Violet: “blue-vien’d violets” [125-126]; “smell to the violet,” [931-936].

The ‘Purple Flower’: [1165-1188].

General References: “and never after ear so barren a land, for fear it yield me still so bad a harvest” [dedication]; field’s chief flower, [7-12]; gardens full of flowers [65-66]; fair flowers [131-132]; flowers, trees, [151-156]; herbs, sappy plants and seeds [162-168]; bottom-grass, [235-238]; tree, [263-264]; tree, [391-394]; bud, leaf [415-418]; berry, [457-460]; grass [473-474]; nectar, [571-576]; helpless berries and painted grapes, [601-604]; bushes [629-630]; fresh flowers, [618-623]; tender leaves, [797-798]; bushes, [871-873]. weed, flower [945]; bud (v.) [1141-1143]; grass, [1027-1030]; flower, grass, herb, leaf or weed, [1051-1056]; flower, [1079-1080]; cherries, berries, mulberries, [1101-1104]; flower (three mentions), [1165-1188].

The Purple Flower

March 26, 2007

Venus and Adonis, [1165-1188]:

By this, the boy that by her side lay kill’d
Was melted like a vapor from her sight
And in his blood that on the ground lay spill’d
A purple flower sprung up, check’red 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 crops the stalk, and in the breach appears
Green dropping sap, which she compares to tears.

“Poor flow’r,” 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 thine; but know, it is as good
To with in my breast as in his blood.

“Here was they 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
Where I will not kiss my sweet love’s flow’r.”

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