Poems, &c. written upon several occasions, and to several persons by Edmond Waller.
Waller, Edmund, 1606-1687.
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To his Worthy Friend Sir Thomas Higgons, upon his Translation of the Venetian Triumph.

THE winged Lion's not so fierce in ight
As Liber's hand presents him to our Sight,
Nor would his Pencil make him half so fierce,
Or roar so loud as Businello's Verse;
But your Translation does all three excell,
The Fight, the Piece, and lofty Businel:
As their small Gallies may not hold compare
With our tall Ships, whose Sails employ more Air▪
So does th' Italian to your Genius vaile,
Mov'd with a fuller and a nobler Gale:
Thus while your Muse spreads the Venetian story,
You make all Europe emulate her Glory:
You make them blush, weak Venice should defen
The cause of Heaven, while they for words contend▪
Page  241 Shed Christian Blood, and populous Cities raze,
Because the'yre taught to use some different Phraze.
〈◊〉 list'ning to your Charms we could our Jars
Compose, and on the Turk discharge these Wars▪
Our British Arms the sacred Tomb might wrest
From Pagan hands, and Triumph o're the 〈◊〉:
And then you might our own high Deeds recite,
And with great Tasso celebrate the Fight.