Poems, &c. written upon several occasions, and to several persons by Edmond Waller.
Waller, Edmund, 1606-1687.
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To the Servant of a Fair Lady. This Copy of Verses being omitted in the former Edition.
FAir Fellow-Servant, may your gentle Ear
Prove more propitious to my slighted care,
Than the bright Dames we serve; for her Relief
(Vext with the long expressions of my Grief)
Receive these Plaints; nor will her high disdain
Forbid my humble Muse to court her Train:
Thy skilful hand contributes to our Woe,
And whets those Arrows which confound us so.
A thousand Cupids in those Curls do sit,
Those curious Nets thy slender Fingers knit:
The Graces put not more exactly on
Th'attire of Venus, when the Ball she won,
Than that young Beauty by thy care is drest,
When all our Youth prefers her to the rest.
Page 254 You the soft Season know, when best her Mind
May be to Pity or to Love inclin'd;
In some well-chosen hour supply his •ear,
Whose hopeless Love durst never tempt the Ear
Of that 〈◊〉 Goddess: you (her Priest) declar•
What offerings may propitiate the Fair,
Rich Orient Pearl, bright Stones that n're decay,
Or polisht Lines which longer last than they:
For if I thought she took delight in those,
To where the chearful Morn do's first disclose;
(The shady Night removing with her Beams)
Wing'd with bold Love, I'de flie to fetch such gems▪
But since her Eyes, her Teeth, her Lip excels,
All that is found in Mines or Fishes shells;
Her Nobler part as far exceeding these,
None but Immortal gifts her Mind should please:
The shining Jewels Greece, and Troy bestow'd
On Spar•an's Queen, her lovely Neck did lode,
Page 255 And snowy 〈◊〉•ut when the Town was burn'd,
Those fading 〈◊〉 were to Ashes turn'd▪
Her Beauty too had perish• and her Fame,
Had not the 〈…〉 from the Flame.