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.