T. R. Smith, comp. Poetica Erotica: Rare and Curious Amatory Verse. 1921–22.
A Dream
Anonymous(From Playford’s Treasury of Musick, c. 1669) |
I LAID me down on a pillow soft, | |
| And dream’d I clipt and kissed my mistress oft; | |
| She cry’d, Fie, fie, away, you are too bold. | |
| I pray’d her be content, tho’ she were cold, | |
| My veins did burn with flames of hot desire, | 5 |
| And must not leave till she had quench’d my fire. | |
| Well, since (said she) I may not from you fly, | |
| Do what you please, I give you liberty, | |
| With that I waked, but found I was deceived; | |
| For which I storm’d like one of sense bereaved. | 10 |