Thyrsis, a youth of the inspired train, <br />Fair Sacharissa lov'd, but lov'd in vain; <br />Like Phœbus sung the no less amorous boy; <br />Like Daphne she, as lovely, and as coy; <br />With numbers he the flying nymph pursues, <br />With numbers such as Phœbus' self might use; <br />Such is the chase when Love and Fancy leads, <br />O'er craggy mountains, and through flow'ry meads; <br />Invok'd to testify the lover's care, <br />Or form some image of his cruel fair: <br />Urg'd with his fury, like a wounded deer, <br />O'er these he fled; and now approaching near, <br />Had reach'd the nymph with his harmonious lay, <br />Whom all his charms could not incline to stay. <br />Yet what he sung in his immortal strain, <br />Though unsuccessful, was not sung in vain; <br />All but the nymph that should redress his wrong, <br />Attend his passion, and approve his song. <br />Like Phœbus thus, acquiring unsought praise, <br />He catch'd at love, and fill'd his arm with bays.<br /><br />Edmund Waller<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-story-of-ph-bus-and-daphne-applied/
