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T. R. Smith, comp. Poetica Erotica: Rare and Curious Amatory Verse. 1921–22.

A Dialogue betwixt Castadorus and Arabella in Bed

By Thomas Jordan (1612?–1685?)
 
(From Poetical Varieties, 1637)

ARABELLA.  Dear Castadorus, let me rise,
  Aurora ’gins to jeer me:
    She tells me I do wantonise.
CASTADORUS.  I prithee, sweet, lie near me.
 
  Let red Aurora blush, my dear,        5
    And Phoebus laughing follow;
  Thou only art Aurora here,
    Let me be thy Apollo.
 
  It is to envy at our bliss
    That they do rise before us:        10
  Is there such hurt in this or this?
ARABELLA.  Nay, fie! why, Castadorus!
 
CASTADORUS.  What, Arabella, can one night
  Of wanton dalliance tire you?
    I could be ever if I might:        15
  One hour let me desire you.
 
ARABELLA.  Fie, fie, you hurt me; let me go!
  If you so roughly use me,
    What can I say or think of you.
CASTADORUS.  I prithee, Love, excuse me.        20
 
  Thy beauty and my love defend
    I should ungently move thee:
  ’Tis kisses sweet that I intend:
    Is it not I that love thee?
 
ARABELLA.  I do confess it is, but then—        25
  Since you do so importune
    That I should once lie down again—
    Vouchsafe to draw the curtain.
 
  Aurora and Apollo, too,
    May visit silent fields;        30
  By my consent they ne’er shall know
    The bliss our pleasure yields.