T. R. Smith, comp. Poetica Erotica: Rare and Curious Amatory Verse. 1921–22.
The Danger Is over, the Battle Is Past
Anonymous(A Song from Pills to Purge Melancholy) THE DANGER is over, the Battle is past, | |
The Nymph had her fears, but she ventured at last; | |
She tried the Encounter, and when it was done; | |
She smiled at her Folly, and owned she had won; | |
By her Eyes we discover, the Bride has been pleas’d, | 5 |
Her Blushes become her, her Passion is eased; | |
She dissembles her joy, and affects to look down, | |
If she sighs, ’tis for sorrow ’tis ended so soon. | |
Appear all you Virgins, both Aged and Young, | |
All you, who have carried that burden too long; | 10 |
Who have lost precious time, and you who are loosing, | |
Betrayed by your fears between doubting and choosing; | |
Draw nearer, and learn what will settle your mind, | |
You’ll find your selves happy, when once you are kind; | |
Do but wisely resolve the sweet venture to run, | 15 |
You’d feel the loss little, and much to be won. | |