A
Word
of
Warning
,
OR
Few
Happy
Marriages
.
August
1701.
I.
SAY
,
Mighty
Love
,
and
teach
my
Song
To
whom
thy
Sweetest
Joys
belong
,
And
who
the
Happy
Pairs
Whose
Yielding
Hearts
and
Joyning
Hands
Find
Blessings
twisted
with
their
Bands
To
soften
all
their
Cares
.
II
.
Not
the
Wild
Herd
of
Nymphs
and
Swains
That
thoughtless
fly
into
the
Chains
As
Custom
leads
the
way
:
If
there
be
Bliss
without
Design
,
Ivys
and
Oaks
may
grow
and
twine
,
And
be
as
Blest
as
they
.
III
.
Not
Sordid
Souls
,
whose
Earthy
Mould
Drawn
by
Congenial
Charms
of
Gold
To
dull
Embraces
move
:
So
two
Rich
Mountains
of
Peru
May
rush
to
Wealthy
Marriage
too
,
And
make
a
World
of
Love
.
IV
.
Not
the
Mad
Tribe
that
Hell
inspires
With
Wanton
Flames
;
those
raging
Fires
The
Purer
Bliss
destroy
:
On
Aetna's
top
let
Furies
Wed
,
And
Sheets
of
Lightning
dress
the
Bed
T'
improve
the
Burning
Joy
.
V.
Nor
the
Dull
Pairs
whose
Marble
Forms
None
of
the
melting
Passions
warms
,
Can
mingle
Hearts
and
Hands
:
Logs
of
green
Wood
that
quench
the
Coals
Are
Married
just
like
Stoick
Souls
,
With
Osyers
for
their
Bands
.
VI
.
Not
Minds
of
Melancholy
Strain
Still
Silent
,
or
that
still
Complain
,
Can
the
dear
Bondage
bless
:
As
well
may
Heavenly
Consorts
spring
From
two
old
Lutes
with
ne're
a
String
,
Or
none
besides
the
Bass
.
VII
.
Nor
can
the
soft
Enchantments
hold
Two
Jarring
Souls
of
Angry
Mould
,
The
Rugged
,
and
the
Keen
:
Sampson's
young
Foxes
might
as
well
In
Bonds
of
Cheerful
Wedlock
dwell
With
Fire-brands
ty'd
between
.
VIII
.
Nor
let
the
Cruel
Fetters
bind
A
Gentle
to
a
Savage
Mind
;
For
Love
abhors
the
Sight
:
Loose
the
fierce
Tyger
from
the
Deer
,
For
native
Rage
and
native
Fear
Stand
and
forbid
Delight
.
IX
.
Two
Kindest
Souls
alone
must
meet
;
'Tis
Friendship
makes
the
Bondage
sweet
,
And
feeds
their
mutual
Loves
:
Bright
Venus
on
her
Rolling
Throne
Is
drawn
by
gentlest
Birds
alone
,
And
Cupids
Yoke
the
Doves
.