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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?”