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John Dryden (1631–1700). The Poems of John Dryden. 1913.

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From Ovid’s Amours. Book I. Eleg. IV

To his Mistress, whose Husband is invited to a Feast with them. The Poet instructs her how to behave herself in his Company.

YOUR husband will be with us at the Treat;

May that be the last Supper he shall Eat.

And am poor I, a Guest invited there,

Only to see, while he may touch the Fair?

To see you Kiss and Hug your nauseous Lord,

While his leud Hand descends below the Board?

Now wonder not that Hippodamia’s Charms,

At such a sight, the Centaurs urg’d to Arms;

That in a rage they threw their Cups aside,

Assail’d the Bridegroom, and wou’d force the Bride.

I am not half a Horse, (I would I were:)

Yet hardly can from you my Hands forbear.

Take then my Counsel; which observ’d, may be

Of some Importance both to you and me.

Be sure to come before your Man be there;

There’s nothing can be done; but come howe’re.

Sit next him (that belongs to Decency;)

But tread upon my Foot in passing by.

Read in my Looks what silently they speak,

And slily, with your Eyes, your Answer make.

My Lifted Eye-brow shall declare my Pain;

My Right-Hand to his fellow shall complain;

And on the Back a Letter shall design;

Besides a Note that shall be Writ in Wine.

When e’re you think upon our last Embrace,

With your Fore-finger gently touch your Face.

If any Word of mine offend my Dear,

Pull, with your Hand, the Velvet of your Ear.

If you are pleas’d with what I do or say,

Handle your Rings, or with your Fingers play.

As Suppliants use at Altars, hold the Boord,

Whene’re you wish the Devil may take your Lord.

When he fills for you, never touch the Cup;

But bid th’ officious Cuckold drink it up.

The Waiter on those Services employ;

Drink you, and I will snatch it from the Boy:

Watching the part where your sweet Mouth hath been,

And thence, with eager Lips, will suck it in.

If he, with Clownish Manners, thinks it fit

To taste, and offer you the nasty Bit,

Reject his greazy Kindness, and restore

Th’ unsav’ry Morsel he had chew’d before.

Nor let his Arms embrace your Neck, nor rest

Your tender Cheek upon his hairy Breast.

Let not his Hand within your Bosom stray,

And rudely with your pretty Bubbies play.

But above all, let him no Kiss receive;

That’s an Offence I never can forgive.

Do not, O do not that sweet Mouth resign,

Lest I rise up in Arms, and cry, ’Tis mine.

I shall thrust in betwixt, and void of Fear

The manifest Adult’rer will appear.

These things are plain to Sight; but more I doubt

What you conceal beneath your Petticoat.

Take not his Leg between your tender Thighs,

Nor, with your Hand, provoke my Foe to rise.

How many Love-Inventions I deplore,

Which I, my self, have practis’d all before?

How oft have I been forc’d the Robe to lift

In Company; to make a homely shift

For a bare Bout, ill huddled o’re in hast,

While o’re my side the Fair her Mantle cast.

You to your Husband shall not be so kind;

But, lest you shou’d, your Mantle leave behind.

Encourage him to Tope; but Kiss him not,

Nor mix one drop of Water in his Pot.

If he be Fuddled well, and Snores apace

Then we may take Advice from Time and Place.

When all depart, when Complements are loud,

Be sure to mix among the thickest Crowd

There I will be, and there we cannot miss,

Perhaps to Grubble, or at least to Kiss

Alas, what length of Labour I employ,

Just to secure a short and transient Joy!

For Night must part us: and when Night is come,

Tuck’d underneath his Arm he leads you Home.

He locks you in; I follow to the Door,

His Fortune envy, and my own deplore.

He kisses you, he more than kisses too;

Th’ outrageous Cuckold thinks it all his due.

But, add not to his Joy, by your consent,

And let it not be giv’n, but only lent.

Return no Kiss, nor move in any sort;

Make it a dull and a malignant Sport.

Had I my Wish, he shou’d no Pleasure take,

But slubber o’re your Business for my sake.

And what e’re Fortune shall this Night befal,

Coax me to-morrow, by forswearing all.