Tixall Poetry/Mr Waller, When He Was at Sea
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Mr Waller,
When He Was at Sea
While I was free, I wrote with high conceit,And Love and Beauty rais'd above their height.Love, that bereaves us both of brayne and hart,Sorrow and silence doth at once impart.What hand, at once, can wield a sword and write?Or battel paynt engaged in the fight?Who will describe a storme must not be there:Passion writes well neither in love nor feare.Why, on the naked boy, have poets thenFeathers and wings bestowed, that wants a penne?