To His Learned And Much Respected Friend, Mr. James Shirley, Upon His WEDDING

An enforc'd rapture, and high-swelling phrase
Doth only gaudy ignorance amaze;
Conceits, that yield judicious writers glory,
Enrich the beauty of thy comic story;
Love's passion in smooth numbers is descried,
Such as becomes the softness of a bride.
I want a poet's airy soul to give
Due praises to thy lines, which shall outlive
The critic's spleen, the atheist's impious jest;
A modest pen becomes the Muses best;
And such is thine, as thy fair Wedding shows:
Who crowns thee not, a debt to knowledge owes.
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