Song after a Wedding

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 own'd she had won.
By her eyes we discover the bride has been pleased,
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 ye virgins, both aged and young,
All you, who have carried that burthen too long,
Who have lost precious time, — and you who are losing,
Betray'd by your fears between doubting and choosing;
Draw nearer, and learn what will settle your mind:
You'll find yourselves happy when once you are kind.
Do but wisely resolve the sweet venture to run,
You'll feel the loss little and much to be won.