| T. R. Smith, comp. Poetica Erotica: Rare and Curious Amatory Verse. 1921–22. | | | | “A Young Man and a Maid” | | Anonymous |
| | (From Pills to Purge Melancholy, 1720)
A YOUNG Man and a Maid, put in all, put in all, | |
| Together lately played, put in all; | |
| The Young Man was in Jest, | |
| O the Maid she did protest: | |
| She bid him do his best, put in all, put in all. | 5 |
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| With that her rolling Eyes, put in all, put in all, | |
| Turned upward to the Skies, put in all; | |
| My Skin is White you see, | |
| My Smock above my Knee, | |
| What would you more of me, put in all, put in all. | 10 |
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| I hope my Neck and Breast, put in all, put in all, | |
| Lie open to your chest, put in all, | |
| The Young Man was in heat, | |
| The Maid did soundly Sweat, | |
| A little farther get, put in all, put in all. | 15 |
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| According to her Will, put in all, put in all, | |
| This Young Man try’d his Skill, put in all; | |
| But the Proverb plain does tell, | |
| That use them ne’er so well, | |
| For an Inch they’d take an Ell, put in all, put in all. | 20 |
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| When they had ended sport, put in all, put in all, | |
| She found him all too short, put in all; | |
| For when he’d done his best, | |
| The Maid she did protest, | |
| ’Twas nothing but a Jest, put in all, put in all. | 25 | | | |
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