207:00,000[' ]| 207:01,001[A ]| 'Twas a dispute 'twixt heaven and earth 207:01,002[A ]| Which had produced the nobler birth. 207:01,003[A ]| For heaven appeared Cynthia, with all her train, 207:01,004[A ]| Till you came forth, 207:01,005[A ]| More glorious and more worth 207:01,006[A ]| Than she with all those trembling imps of light 207:01,007[A ]| With which this envious queen of night 207:01,008[A ]| Had proudly decked her conquered self in vain. 207:01,009[A ]| I must have perished in that first surprise, 207:01,010[A ]| Had I beheld your eyes. 207:01,011[A ]| Love, like Apollo when he would inspire 207:01,012[A ]| Some holy breast, laid all his glories by; 207:01,013[A ]| Else the god, clothed in his heavenly fire, 207:01,014[A ]| Would have possessed too powerfully, 207:01,015[A ]| And making of his priest a sacrifice, 207:01,016[A ]| Had so returned unhallowed to the skies. 207:02,000[' ]| 207:02,001[A ]| Give me leave to rail at you 207:02,002[A ]| (I ask nothing but my due): 207:02,003[A ]| To call you false, and then to say 207:02,004[A ]| You shall not keep my heart a day. 207:02,005[A ]| But, alas! against my will, 207:02,006[A ]| I must be your captive still. 207:02,007[A ]| Ah! Be kinder, then, for I 207:02,008[A ]| Cannot change, and would not die. 207:02,009[A ]| Kindness has resistless charms; 207:02,010[A ]| All besides but weakly move; 207:02,011[A ]| Fiercest anger it disarms 207:02,012[A ]| And clips the wings of flying love. 207:02,013[A ]| Beauty does the heart invade, 207:02,014[A ]| Kindness only can persuade; 207:02,015[A ]| It gilds the lover's servile chain 207:02,016[A ]| And makes the slave grow pleased and vain. 207:03,000[' ]| 207:03,001[A ]| Insulting beauty, you misspend 207:03,002[A ]| Those frowns upon your slave: 207:03,003[A ]| Your scorn against such rebels bend 207:03,004[A ]| Who dare with confidence pretend 207:03,005[A ]| That other eyes their hearts defend 207:03,006[A ]| From all the charms you have. 207:03,007[A ]| Your conquering eyes so partial are, 207:03,008[A ]| Or mankind is so dull, 207:03,009[A ]| That while I languish in despair, 207:03,010[A ]| Many proud, senseless hearts declare 207:03,011[A ]| They find you not so killing fair 207:03,012[A ]| To wish you merciful. 207:03,013[A ]| They an inglorious freedom boast; 207:03,014[A ]| I triumph in my chain. 207:03,015[A ]| Nor am I unrevenged, though lost, 207:03,016[A ]| Nor you unpunished, though unjust, 207:03,017[A ]| When I alone, who love you most, 207:03,018[A ]| Am killed with your disdain. 207:04,000[' ]| 207:04,001[A ]| My dear mistress has a heart 207:04,002[A ]| Soft as those kind looks she gave me 207:04,003[A ]| When, with love's resistless art 207:04,004[A ]| And her eyes, she did enslave me. 207:04,005[A ]| But her constancy's so weak ~~ 207:04,006[A ]| She's so wild, and apt to wander ~~ 207:04,007[A ]| That my jealous heart would break 207:04,008[A ]| Should we live one day asunder. 207:04,009[A ]| Melting joys about her move, 207:04,010[A ]| Killing pleasures, wounding blisses. 207:04,011[A ]| She can dress her eyes in love, 207:04,012[A ]| And her lips can arm with kisses. 207:04,013[A ]| Angels listen when she speaks; 207:04,014[A ]| She's my delight, all mankind's wonder; 207:04,015[A ]| But my jealous heart would break 207:04,016[A ]| Should we live one day asunder. 207:05,000[' ]| 207:05,001[A ]| While on those lovely looks I gaze 207:05,002[A ]| To see a wretch pursuing, 207:05,003[A ]| In raptures of a blest amaze, 207:05,004[A ]| His pleasing, happy ruin, 207:05,005[A ]| 'Tis not for pity that I move: 207:05,006[A ]| His fate is too aspiring 207:05,007[A ]| Whose heart, broke with a load of love, 207:05,008[A ]| Dies wishing and admiring. 207:05,009[A ]| But if this murder you'd forgo, 207:05,010[A ]| Your slave from death removing, 207:05,011[A ]| Let me your art of charming know, 207:05,012[A ]| Or learn you mine of loving. 207:05,013[A ]| But whether life or death betide, 207:05,014[A ]| In love 'tis equal measure: 207:05,015[A ]| The victor lives with empty pride, 207:05,016[A ]| The vanquished die with pleasure. 207:06,000[' ]| 207:06,001[A ]| At last you'll force me to confess 207:06,002[A ]| You need no arts to vanquish: 207:06,003[A ]| Such charms from nature you possess, 207:06,004[A ]| 'Twere dullness not to languish. 207:06,005[A ]| Yet spare a heart you may surprise, 207:06,006[A ]| And give my tongue the glory 207:06,007[A ]| To scorn, while my unfaithful eyes 207:06,008[A ]| Betray a kinder story. 207:07,000[' ]| 207:07,001[B ]| I could love thee till I die, 207:07,002[B ]| Wouldst thou love me modestly, 207:07,003[B ]| And ne'er press, whilst I live, 207:07,004[B ]| For more than willingly I would give: 207:07,005[B ]| Which should sufficient be to prove 207:07,006[B ]| I'd understand the art of love. 207:07,007[B ]| I hate the thing is called enjoyment: 207:07,008[B ]| Besides it is a dull employment, 207:07,009[B ]| It cuts off all that's life and fire 207:07,010[B ]| From that which may be termed desire; 207:07,011[B ]| Just like the bee whose sting is gone 207:07,012[B ]| Converts the owner to a drone. 207:07,013[B ]| I love a youth will give me leave 207:07,014[B ]| His body in my arms to wreathe; 207:07,015[B ]| To press him gently, and to kiss; 207:07,016[B ]| To sigh, and look with eyes that wish 207:07,017[B ]| For what, if I could once obtain, 207:07,018[B ]| I would neglect with flat disdain. 207:07,019[B ]| I'd give him liberty to toy 207:07,020[B ]| And play with me, and count it joy. 207:07,021[B ]| Our freedom should be full complete, 207:07,022[B ]| And nothing wanting but the feat. 207:07,023[B ]| Let's practice, then, and we shall prove 207:07,024[B ]| These are the only sweets of love. 207:08,000[' ]| 207:08,001[' ]| As Chloris full of harmless thought 207:08,002[' ]| Beneath the willows lay, 207:08,003[' ]| Kind love a comely shepherd brought 207:08,004[' ]| To pass the time away. 207:08,005[' ]| She blushed to be encountered so 207:08,006[' ]| And chid the amorous swain, 207:08,007[' ]| But as she strove to rise and go, 207:08,008[' ]| He pulled her back again. 207:08,009[' ]| A sudden passion seized her heart 207:08,010[' ]| In spite of her disdain; 207:08,011[' ]| She found a pulse in every part, 207:08,012[' ]| And love in every vein. 207:08,013[B ]| "Ah, youth!" 207:08,013[' ]| quoth she, 207:08,013[B ]| "What charms are these 207:08,014[B ]| That conquer and surprise? 207:08,015[B ]| Ah, let me ~~ for unless you please, 207:08,016[B ]| I have no power to rise." 207:08,017[' ]| She faintly spoke, and trembling lay, 207:08,018[' ]| For fear he should comply, 207:08,019[' ]| But virgin's eyes their hearts betray 207:08,020[' ]| And give their tongues the lie. 207:08,021[' ]| Thus she, who princes had denied 207:08,022[' ]| With all their pompous train, 207:08,023[' ]| Was in the lucky minute tried 207:08,024[' ]| And yielded to the swain. 207:09,000[' ]| 207:09,001[' ]| Fair Chloris in a pigsty lay; 207:09,002[' ]| Her tender herd lay by her. 207:09,003[' ]| She slept; in murmuring gruntlings they, 207:09,004[' ]| Complaining of the scorching day, 207:09,005[' ]| Her slumbers thus inspire. 207:09,006[' ]| She dreamt whilst she with careful pains 207:09,007[' ]| Her snowy arms employed 207:09,008[' ]| In ivory pails to fill out grains, 207:09,009[' ]| One of her love-convicted swains 207:09,010[' ]| Thus hasting to her cried: 207:09,011[C ]| "Fly, nymph! Oh, fly ere 'tis too late 207:09,012[C ]| A dear, loved life to save; 207:09,013[C ]| Rescue your bosom pig from fate 207:09,014[C ]| Who now expires, hung in the gate 207:09,015[C ]| That leads to Flora's cave. 207:09,016[C ]| "Myself had tried to set him free 207:09,017[C ]| Rather than brought the news, 207:09,018[C ]| But I am so abhorred by thee 207:09,019[C ]| That ev'n thy darling's life from me 207:09,020[C ]| I know thou wouldst refuse." 207:09,021[' ]| Struck with the news, as quick she flies 207:09,022[' ]| As blushes to her face; 207:09,023[' ]| Not the bright lightning from the skies, 207:09,024[' ]| Nor love, shot from her brighter eyes, 207:09,025[' ]| Move half so swift a pace. 207:09,026[' ]| This plot, it seems, the lustful slave 207:09,027[' ]| Had laid against her honor, 207:09,028[' ]| Which not one god took care to save, 207:09,029[' ]| For he pursues her to the cave 207:09,030[' ]| And throws himself upon her. 207:09,031[' ]| Now pierced is her virgin zone; 207:09,032[' ]| She feels the foe within it. 207:09,033[' ]| She hears a broken amorous groan, 207:09,034[' ]| The panting lover's fainting moan, 207:09,035[' ]| Just in the happy minute. 207:09,036[' ]| Frighted she wakes, and waking frigs. 207:09,037[' ]| Nature thus kindly eased 207:09,038[' ]| In dreams raised by her murmuring pigs 207:09,039[' ]| And her own thumb between her legs, 207:09,040[' ]| She's innocent and pleased. 207:10,000[' ]| 207:10,001[A ]| What cruel pains Corinna takes 207:10,002[A ]| To force that harmless frown; 207:10,003[A ]| When not one charm her face forsakes, 207:10,004[A ]| Love cannot lose his own. 207:10,005[A ]| So sweet a face, so soft a heart, 207:10,006[A ]| Such eyes, so very kind, 207:10,007[A ]| Betray, alas! the silly art 207:10,008[A ]| Virtue had ill designed. 207:10,009[A ]| Poor feeble tyrant, who in vain 207:10,010[A ]| Would proudly take upon her, 207:10,011[A ]| Against kind nature, to maintain 207:10,012[A ]| Affected rules of honor. 207:10,013[A ]| The scorn she bears so helpless proves, 207:10,014[A ]| When I plead passion to her, 207:10,015[A ]| That much she fears, but more she loves, 207:10,016[A ]| Her vassal should undo her. 207:11,000[' ]| 207:11,001[A ]| Phyllis, be gentler, I advise; 207:11,002[A ]| Make up for time misspent: 207:11,003[A ]| When beauty on its deathbed lies, 207:11,004[A ]| 'Tis high time to repent. 207:11,005[A ]| Such is the malice of your fate: 207:11,006[A ]| That makes you old so soon, 207:11,007[A ]| Your pleasure ever comes too late, 207:11,008[A ]| How early e'er begun. 207:11,009[A ]| Think what a wretched thing is she 207:11,010[A ]| Whose stars contrive, in spite, 207:11,011[A ]| The morning of her love should be 207:11,012[A ]| Her fading beauty's night. 207:11,013[A ]| Then, if to make your ruin more, 207:11,014[A ]| You'll peevishly be coy, 207:11,015[A ]| Die with the scandal of a whore 207:11,016[A ]| And never know the joy. 207:12,000[' ]| 207:12,001[' ]| Quoth the Duchess*of*Cleveland to counselor Knight, 207:12,002[B ]| "I'd fain have a prick, knew I how to come by 't. 207:12,003[B ]| I desire you'll be secret and give your advice: 207:12,004[B ]| Though cunt be not coy, reputation is nice." 207:12,005[C ]| "To some cellar in Sodom Your Grace must retire 207:12,006[C ]| Where porters with black-pots sit round a coal-fire; 207:12,007[C ]| There open your cases, and Your Grace cannot fail 207:12,008[C ]| Of a dozen of pricks for a dozen of ale." 207:12,009[B ]| "Is 't so?" 207:12,009[' ]| quoth the duchess. 207:12,009[C ]| "Aye, by God!" 207:12,009[' ]| quoth the whore. 207:12,000[B ]| "Then give me the key that unlocks the back door, 207:12,000[B ]| For I'd rather be fucked by porters and carmen 207:12,000[B ]| Than thus be abused by Churchill and Jermyn." 207:13,000[' ]| 207:13,001[A ]| Tell me no more of constancy, 207:13,002[A ]| The frivolous pretense 207:13,003[A ]| Of cold age, narrow jealousy, 207:13,004[A ]| Disease, and want of sense. 207:13,005[A ]| Let duller fools, on whom kind chance 207:13,006[A ]| Some easy heart has thrown, 207:13,007[A ]| Despairing higher to advance, 207:13,008[A ]| Be kind to one alone. 207:13,009[A ]| Old men and weak, whose idle flame 207:13,010[A ]| Their own defects discovers, 207:13,011[A ]| Since changing can but spread the shame, 207:13,012[A ]| Ought to be constant lovers. 207:13,013[A ]| But we, whose hearts do justly swell 207:13,014[A ]| With no vainglorious pride, 207:13,015[A ]| Who know how we in love excel, 207:13,016[A ]| Long to be often tried. 207:13,017[A ]| Then bring my bath, and strew my bed, 207:13,018[A ]| As each kind night returns; 207:13,019[A ]| I'll change a mistress till I'm dead ~~ 207:13,020[A ]| And fate change me to worms. 207:14,000[' ]| 207:14,001[A ]| An age in her embraces passed 207:14,002[A ]| Would seem a winter's day, 207:14,003[A ]| Where life and light with envious haste 207:14,004[A ]| Are torn and snatched away. 207:14,005[A ]| But oh, how slowly minutes roll 207:14,006[A ]| When absent from her eyes, 207:14,007[A ]| That feed my love, which is my soul: 207:14,008[A ]| It languishes and dies. 207:14,009[A ]| For then no more a soul, but shade, 207:14,010[A ]| It mournfully does move 207:14,011[A ]| And haunts my breast, by absence made 207:14,012[A ]| The living tomb of love. 207:14,013[A ]| You wiser men, despise me not 207:14,014[A ]| Whose lovesick fancy raves 207:14,015[A ]| On shades of souls, and heaven knows what: 207:14,016[A ]| Short ages live in graves. 207:14,017[A ]| Whene'er those wounding eyes, so full 207:14,018[A ]| Of sweetness, you did see, 207:14,019[A ]| Had you not been profoundly dull, 207:14,020[A ]| You had gone mad like me. 207:14,021[A ]| Nor censure us, you who perceive 207:14,022[A ]| My best beloved and me 207:14,023[A ]| Sigh and lament, complain and grieve: 207:14,024[A ]| You think we disagree. 207:14,025[A ]| Alas! 'tis sacred jealousy, 207:14,026[A ]| Love raised to an extreme: 207:14,027[A ]| The only proof 'twixt her and me 207:14,028[A ]| We love, and do not dream. 207:14,029[A ]| Fantastic fancies fondly move 207:14,030[A ]| And in frail joys believe, 207:14,031[A ]| Taking false pleasure for true love; 207:14,032[A ]| But pain can ne'er deceive. 207:14,033[A ]| Kind jealous doubts, tormenting fears, 207:14,034[A ]| And anxious cares, when past, 207:14,035[A ]| Prove our hearts' treasure fixed and dear, 207:14,036[A ]| And make us blest at last. 207:15,000[' ]| 207:15,001[A ]| Absent from thee, I languish still; 207:15,002[A ]| Then ask me not, when I return? 207:15,003[A ]| The straying fool 'twill plainly kill 207:15,004[A ]| To wish all day, all night to mourn. 207:15,005[A ]| Dear! from thine arms then let me fly, 207:15,006[A ]| That my fantastic mind may prove 207:15,007[A ]| The torments it deserves to try 207:15,008[A ]| That tears my fixed heart from my love. 207:15,009[A ]| When, wearied with a world of woe, 207:15,010[A ]| To thy safe bosom I retire 207:15,011[A ]| Where love and peace and truth does flow, 207:15,012[A ]| May I contented there expire, 207:15,013[A ]| Lest, once more wandering from the heaven, 207:15,014[A ]| I fall on some base heart unblest, 207:15,015[A ]| Faithless to thee, false, unforgiven, 207:15,016[A ]| And lose my everlasting rest. 207:15,000[' ]| 207:15,001[B ]| Ancient person, for whom I 207:15,002[B ]| All the flattering youth defy, 207:15,003[B ]| Long be it ere thou grow old, 207:15,004[B ]| Aching, shaking, crazy, cold; 207:15,005[B ]| But still continue as thou art, 207:15,006[B ]| Ancient person of my heart. 207:15,007[B ]| On thy withered lips and dry, 207:15,008[B ]| Which like barren furrows lie, 207:15,009[B ]| Brooding kisses I will pour 207:15,010[B ]| Shall thy youthful restore 207:15,011[B ]| (Such kind showers in autumn fall, 207:15,012[B ]| And a second spring recall); 207:15,013[B ]| Nor from thee will ever part, 207:15,014[B ]| Ancient person of my heart. 207:15,015[B ]| Thy nobler part, which but to name 207:15,016[B ]| In our sex would be counted shame, 207:15,017[B ]| By age's frozen grasp possessed, 207:15,018[B ]| From ice shall be released, 207:15,019[B ]| And soothed by my reviving hand, 207:15,020[B ]| In former warmth and vigor stand. 207:15,021[B ]| All a lover's wish can reach 207:15,022[B ]| For thy joy my love shall teach, 207:15,023[B ]| And for thy pleasure shall improve 207:15,024[B ]| All that art can add to love. 207:15,025[B ]| Yet still I love thee without art, 207:15,026[B ]| Ancient person of my heart. 207:16,000[' ]| 207:16,001[A ]| All my past life is mine no more; 207:16,002[A ]| The flying hours are gone, 207:16,003[A ]| Like transitory dreams given o'er 207:16,004[A ]| Whose images are kept in store 207:16,005[A ]| By memory alone. 207:16,006[A ]| Whatever is to come is not: 207:16,007[A ]| How can it then be mine? 207:16,008[A ]| The present moment's all my lot, 207:16,009[A ]| And that, as fast as it is got, 207:16,010[A ]| Phyllis, is wholly thine. 207:16,011[A ]| Then talk not of inconstancy, 207:16,012[A ]| False hearts, and broken vows; 207:16,013[A ]| If I, by miracle, can be 207:16,014[A ]| This livelong minute true to thee, 207:16,015[A ]| 'Tis all that heaven allows. 207:17,000[' ]| 207:17,001[B ]| "I swive as well as others do; 207:17,002[B ]| I'm young, not yet deformed; 207:17,003[B ]| My tender heart, sincere and true, 207:17,004[B ]| Deserves not to be scorned. 207:17,005[A ]| Why, Phyllis, then, why will you swive 207:17,006[A ]| With forty lovers more?" 207:17,007[B ]| "Can I", 207:17,007[' ]| said she, 207:17,007[B ]| "with nature strive? 207:17,008[B ]| Alas I am, alas I am a whore! 207:17,009[B ]| "Were all my body larded o'er 207:17,010[B ]| With darts of love, so thick 207:17,011[B ]| That you might find in every pore 207:17,012[B ]| A well-stuck standing prick, 207:17,013[B ]| Whilst yet my eyes alone were free, 207:17,014[B ]| My heart would never doubt, 207:17,015[B ]| In amorous rage and ecstasy, 207:17,016[B ]| To wish those eyes, to wish those eyes fucked out." 207:18,000[' ]| 207:18,001[A ]| By all love's soft, yet mighty powers, 207:18,002[A ]| It is a thing unfit 207:18,003[A ]| That men should fuck in time of flowers, 207:18,004[A ]| Or when the smock's beshit. 207:18,005[A ]| Fair nasty nymph, be clean and kind, 207:18,006[A ]| And all my joys restore 207:18,007[A ]| By using paper still behind 207:18,008[A ]| And spunges for before. 207:18,009[A ]| My spotless flames can ne'er decay 207:18,010[A ]| If after every close, 207:18,011[A ]| My smoking prick escape the fray 207:18,012[A ]| Without a bloody nose. 207:18,013[A ]| If thou wouldst have me true, be wise 207:18,014[A ]| And take to cleanly sinning; 207:18,015[A ]| None but fresh lovers' pricks can rise 207:18,016[A ]| At Phyllis in foul linen.