| T. R. Smith, comp. Poetica Erotica: Rare and Curious Amatory Verse. 1921–22. | | | | “When Fanny to Woman Is Growing Apace” | | By W. Yates |
| | (New Songs, etc. Sung at Vauxhall, No. 4. 1765)
WHEN Fanny to woman is growing apace, | |
| The rose-bud beginning to blow in her face, | |
| For mamma’s wise precepts she cares not a jot, | |
| Her heart pants for something—she cannot tell what. | |
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| No sooner the wanton her freedom obtains, | 5 |
| Than among the gay youths a tyrant she reigns; | |
| And finding her beauty such power has got, | |
| Her heart pants for something—she cannot tell what. | |
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| Tho’ all day in splendor she flaunts it about, | |
| At court, park, and play, the ridotto, and rout; | 10 |
| Though flatter’d and envy’d, she pines at her lot, | |
| Her heart pants for something—but cannot tell what. | |
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| A touch of the hand, or a glance of the eye, | |
| From him she likes best make her ready to die; | |
| Not knowing ’tis Cupid his arrow has shot, | 15 |
| Her heart pants for something—but cannot tell what. | |
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| Ye fair take advice, and be blest while you may, | |
| Each look, word, and action, your wishes betray; | |
| Give ease to your hearts by the conjugal knot, | |
| Tho’ they pant e’er so much—you’ll soon know for what. | 20 | | | |
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