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

The Resolution

Anonymous
 
(From Rawlinson MS., Poet. 94)

NAY, Silvia, now you’re cruel grown;
I’ll swear you most unjustly frown.
I only asked (in vain) to taste
What you denied with mighty haste;
I asked—but I’m ashamed to tell        5
What ’twas you took so wondrous ill—
A kiss. But with a coy disdain
You view’d my sighings and my pain:
’Twas but a civil small request,
Yet with proud looks and hand on breast,        10
You cried “I’m not so eager to be kiss’d.”
But case that I had loosed your gown,
And then by force had laid you down,
And with unruly hands had teased you,—
Too justly then I had displeased you.        15
Or had I (big with wanton joys)
Engaged you for a brace of boys,
Then basely left you full of nature,—
This would have been provoking matter.
But I, poor harmless civil I,        20
Begg’d for the meanest coolest joy,
And saw denial in your eye;
For with a squeamish glance you cried,
“I hate the nauseous bliss.”
“’Tis well,” said I; “since I’m denied,        25
For rocks of diamonds I’ll not kiss.”