Poems, &c. written upon several occasions, and to several persons by Edmond Waller.
Waller, Edmund, 1606-1687.

Of Love.

ANger in hasty words or blows,
It self discharges on our foes,
And sorrow too finds some relief,
In tears which wait upon our grief:
So every passion, but fond Love,
Unto its own redress does move;
But that alone the wretch inclines
To what prevents his own designs;
Makes him lament, and sigh, and weep,
Disordred, tremble, fawn and creep;
Postures which render him despis'd,
Where he endeavours to be priz'd.
For women, born to be controul'd,
Stoop to the forward and the bold,
Page  73 Affect the haughty and the proud,
The gay, the frollick, and the loud.
Who first the gen'rous Steed opprest,
Not kneeling did salute the beast;
But with high courage, life and force
Approaching, tam'd th'unruly horse.
Unwisely we the wiser East
Pity, supposing them opprest
With Tyrants force, whose law is will,
By which they govern, spoyl and kill:
Each Nymph but moderately fair,
Commands with no less Rigor here.
Should some brave Turk, that walks among
His twenty Lasles bright and young,
And beckens to the willing Dame
Preferr'd to quench his present flame,
Behold as many Gallants here,
With modest guise, and silent fear,
Page  74 All to one Female Idol bend,
Whilest her high pride does scarce descend
To mark their follies, he would swear
That these her guard of Eunuchs were;
And that a more Majestique Queen,
Or humbler slaves he had not seen.
All this with indignation spoke,
In vain I strugled with the yoke
Of mighty love; that conquering look,
When next beheld, like lightning strook
My blasted soul, and made me bow
Lower than those I pitied now.
So the tall Stag upon the brink
Of some smooth stream about to drink,
Surveying there, his armed head,
With shame remembers that he fled
The scorned dogs, resolves to try
The combat next; but if their cry
Page  75 Invades again his trembling ear,
He straight resumes his wonted care;
Leaves the untasted Spring behind,
And wing'd with fear, out-flies the wind.