T. R. Smith, comp. Poetica Erotica: Rare and Curious Amatory Verse. 1921–22.
Dick and Kate
Anonymous(From The Rattle, 1766) AS Kate was driving home her cows | |
| Last May-day in the morning, | |
| The birds sung sweetly on the boughs, | |
| Bright Sol the hills adorning; | |
| Dick overtook the rosy maid, | 5 |
| With love his bosom glowing, | |
| He caught her round the waist, and said, | |
| “How far, Kate, are you going?” | |
| “I’m going homewards (she reply’d) | |
| Then, prythee, do not hold me, | 10 |
| For should I here with you abide, | |
| My mother she will scold me.” | |
| But Dick’s bewitching artful tongue, | |
| With pleasing words o’erflowing, | |
| Soon gained its point, the maid was young, | 15 |
| And thought no more of going. | |
| Beneath an oak’s broad chequered shade | |
| Young Cupid saw ’em seated; | |
| And there sly Kate was not afraid | |
| To grant all he entreated. | 20 |
| But while love’s meadow, happy Dick, | |
| With nature’s scythe was mowing; | |
| She smiling cry’d, just in the nick, | |
| “How far are you now going?” | |