T. R. Smith, comp. Poetica Erotica: Rare and Curious Amatory Verse. 1921–22.
Song: Tell me no more I am deceived
By William Congreve (16701729)TELL me no more I am deceived, | |
That Chloe’s false and common; | |
I always knew (at least believed) | |
She was a very woman: | |
As such I liked, as such caressed, | 5 |
She still was constant when possessed, | |
She could do more for no man. | |
But oh! her thoughts on others ran, | |
And that you think a hard thing? | |
Perhaps she fancied you the man; | 10 |
And what care I one farthing? | |
You think she’s false. I’m sure she’s kind, | |
I take her body, you her mind, | |
Who was the better bargain? | |