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

“Her Dainty Palm I Gently Prest”

Anonymous
 
(From The Marrow of Complements, 1685)

HER dainty palm I gently prest
And with her lips I played;
My cheek upon her panting breast
And on her neck I laid:
And yet we had no sense of wanton lust,        5
Nor did we then mistrust.
 
With pleasant toil we breathless grew,
And kissed in warmer blood;
Upon her lips the honey-dew
Like drops on roses stood:        10
And on those flowers played I the busy bee,
Whose sweets were such to me.
 
But kissing and embracing we
So long together lay,
Her touches all inflamed me        15
And I began to stray;
My hands presumed too far, they were too bold,
My tongue unwisely told.