902:01,000[' ]| 902:01,000[' ]| 902:01,000[A ]| 902:01,001[A ]| Warmed with the pleasures which debauches yield, 902:01,002[A ]| Brain stuffed with fumes excess of wine had filled, 902:01,003[A ]| I took last night a ramble being drunk 902:01,004[A ]| To visit old acquaintance bawd and punk. 902:01,005[A ]| 'Twas madam Southcot near old Dunkirk square, 902:01,006[A ]| That house of ease for many a rampant peer, 902:01,007[A ]| For only the lewd quality fuck there. 902:01,008[A ]| The first divertisement I heard was this: 902:01,009[A ]| I heard the treble note of yielding miss, 902:01,010[A ]| Whispering "Lord, sir what pleasant tales you tell! 902:01,011[A ]| You'll find the enjoyment worth your money well". 902:01,012[A ]| Then in bass viol voice I heard him swear 902:01,013[A ]| "Damn me, a guinea, Madam, is very fair ~~ 902:01,014[A ]| The utmost fee I ever give to swive". 902:01,015[A ]| She answered "How do you think that we can live? 902:01,016[A ]| I'll swear Sir William Roche, sir, gave me five". 902:01,017[A ]| While thus I listened I observed at last 902:01,018[A ]| Though she asked more she held the guinea fast. 902:01,000[A ]| 902:01,019[A ]| When grand procuress to each standing prick 902:01,020[A ]| Came in half-flustered from her stallion Dick, 902:01,021[A ]| With varnished face of paint three inches thick, 902:01,022[A ]| Daubed on by art and wise industry laid 902:01,023[A ]| To hide the wrinkles envious time had made. 902:01,024[A ]| This necessary friend I would have stayed, 902:01,025[A ]| When came an implement she called her maid, 902:01,026[A ]| Bred in the art and skilful in the trade, 902:01,027[A ]| And whispered her away. I guessed the matter, 902:01,028[A ]| And at a little distance sauntered after. 902:01,029[A ]| Anon I heard one knocking at the door 902:01,030[A ]| Who entering cried "Give me a ready whore; 902:01,031[A ]| Let her be clean and sound, and bring her straight. 902:01,032[A ]| You know me, bawd, I am not used to wait. 902:01,033[A ]| At Grayden's such a damned defeat I've had 902:01,034[A ]| With Lady Mary Ratcliffe. I am mad, 902:01,035[A ]| And must the flame that's kindled by her eyes 902:01,036[A ]| Quench 'twixt some common, vulgar beauty's thighs. 902:01,037[A ]| And, to advance my gust of lechery, 902:01,038[A ]| Just in the act "Ratcliffe" I will cry, 902:01,039[A ]| Fancying at least I swive with quality." 902:01,040[A ]| By that same cocked up nose, thought I, and mien 902:01,041[A ]| That haughty spark should be Lord Chamberlain. 902:01,000[A ]| 902:01,042[A ]| To be convinced I followed but mistook 902:01,043[A ]| The room and did into another look, 902:01,044[A ]| Where who the devil do you think I found 902:01,045[A ]| But one ~~ O frailty! ~~ of the reverend gown, 902:01,046[A ]| Stinking mouthed Chester to my best discerning, 902:01,047[A ]| Who gravely was a fine young whore confirming. 902:01,048[A ]| "Nay if it be so", cried I, "we need not doubt, 902:01,049[A ]| Since our good clergymen are so devout 902:01,050[A ]| But we shall keep all fear of Popery out." 902:01,000[A ]| 902:01,051[A ]| Then down I went and through a wainscot flaw, 902:01,052[A ]| Wallowing upon a tired out whore I saw, 902:01,053[A ]| Fumbling in vain, old gripping Ranelagh. 902:01,054[A ]| With whores and pox these forty years worn out, 902:01,055[A ]| He sweats and stinks for one poor single bout; 902:01,056[A ]| 'Till wench, half stifled, cried, "My Lord, I'll frig: 902:01,057[A ]| Your prick's too short, your belly is too big." 902:01,000[A ]| 902:01,058[A ]| I left them at it, when I heard noise 902:01,059[A ]| Of gentle rage in an affected voice. 902:01,060[A ]| What have we here I thought for a Sir Nice? 902:01,061[A ]| 'Twas Candish, who the faithless bawd was schooling 902:01,062[A ]| For giving him a heat instead of cooling. 902:01,063[A ]| "God damme Madam, were you not a bitch, 902:01,064[A ]| Last sunday with a clap to cure my itch, 902:01,065[A ]| Just when I should have had an assignation 902:01,066[A ]| With the most courted beauty of the nation?" 902:01,067[A ]| Bawd. "How? clapped! Gad, this my reputation touches: 902:01,068[A ]| 'Twas my best ware ~~ zounds 'twas my duchess, 902:01,069[A ]| Who never yet was by foul gamester leapt 902:01,070[A ]| And so uncommon by the Lord she's kept! 902:01,071[A ]| And is she sound, may I depend upon her? 902:01,072[A ]| Your fears are vain, for she's a whore of honour; 902:01,073[A ]| Although your Lordship bilked her, as they say 902:01,074[A ]| You do the hacks and boxes at the play, 902:01,075[A ]| Which though so often used you never pay." 902:01,076[A ]| So out he went, quite eased of his despair 902:01,077[A ]| By knowing he might venture with Kildare. 902:01,000[A ]| 902:01,078[A ]| Then in comes Newburgh, Gray and Manchester. 902:01,079[A ]| "Oh," cried the matron, "have I got you sir? 902:01,080[A ]| And would you think it? Damme, my Lord Grey, 902:01,081[A ]| This Manchester stole my best whore away. 902:01,082[A ]| I'gad henceforth I'll watch your Lordship's waters 902:01,083[A ]| And bring you city wives, but no more daughters. 902:01,084[A ]| But you my little Ruthven, kind and true, 902:01,085[A ]| I have most delicate fine things for you; 902:01,086[A ]| My Lady Litchfield's woman, brisk and new." 902:01,087[A ]| Quoth Newburgh, "Have you no fine things for me, 902:01,088[A ]| For I am tired with fucking quality?, 902:01,089[A ]| Bawd. "Yes, in the next room, I've such a rarity! 902:01,090[A ]| The Lady Within 'tis, whose husband's old: 902:01,091[A ]| She comes to swive for pleasure not for gold. 902:01,092[A ]| While quondam judge is taking fees at home, 902:01,093[A ]| She for that same sometimes abroad does roam. 902:01,094[A ]| Such a belle taille, such a bon mien and air, 902:01,095[A ]| Sow witty, so well shaped, and such a hair! 902:01,096[A ]| A snowy skin! such sparkling eyes! and then 902:01,097[A ]| Rough as you'd wish; straight as a girl of ten. 902:01,000[A ]| 902:01,098[A ]| This dear description did my nerves assail, 902:01,099[A ]| And over all my faculties prevail. 902:01,100[A ]| And while they bartered, I stole in before 902:01,101[A ]| Where longing beauty was and barred the door. 902:01,100[A ]| 902:01,102[A ]| There on a couch, all carelessly extended, 902:01,103[A ]| I saw what bawd before so much commended: 902:01,104[A ]| Just as she said, fair as the morning skies ~~ 902:01,105[A ]| Lust heaved her breasts and lechery dressed her eyes. 902:01,106[A ]| I saw to court her was but time ill spent; 902:01,107[A ]| She by my looks guessed at my kind intent: 902:01,108[A ]| Yet that fair play might on both sides be shown, 902:01,109[A ]| As soldiers parley ere besiege a town, 902:01,110[A ]| I her unguarded virtue so assailed 902:01,111[A ]| That showing pego she her cunt unveiled. 902:01,000[A ]| 902:01,112[A ]| I could no longer hold but rushing on 902:01,113[A ]| The short but pleasing sally we begun. 902:01,114[A ]| So eager and so vigorously free, 902:01,115[A ]| We gave not o'er till we repeated three. 902:01,116[A ]| Our raptures hardly finished were before 902:01,117[A ]| The peer and bawd were knocking at the door. 902:01,000[A ]| 902:01,118[A ]| "Open fair Venus to a fair Adonis." 902:01,119[A ]| "The youth must wait (said I) she not alone is, 902:01,120[A ]| Mars now possesses all with pleasures fervent." 902:01,121[A ]| "Is't so? Then damn me sir, your humble servant!" 902:01,000[A ]| 902:01,122[A ]| Then cursing wondering bawd he went away 902:01,123[A ]| While I alone was master of the day. 902:01,124[A ]| I need not tell you when with toying tired, 902:01,125[A ]| We sought with claret to be new inspired; 902:01,126[A ]| Or how we kissed, and laughed and towsed again, 902:01,127[A ]| And tried so often that we tried in vain. 902:01,128[A ]| This only therefore I'll recount you more, 902:01,129[A ]| My body weak, my prick severely sore, 902:01,130[A ]| My linen foul, my hair with feathers stuck, 902:01,131[A ]| And half ten guineas spent in wine and fuck, 902:01,132[A ]| I like a ruffled bully rock came trudging 902:01,133[A ]| And just as five this morning found my lodging. ~~