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T. R. Smith, comp.  Poetica Erotica: Rare and Curious Amatory Verse.  1921–22.
“Lord! What’s Come to My Mother”
By Thomas D’Urfey (1653–1723)
(From The Bath or The Western Lass)

LORD! what’s come to my Mother,
That every Day more than other,
My true Age she would smother,
  And says I’m not in my Teens;
Tho’ my Sampler I’ve sown too,        5
My Bib and my Apron out-grown too,
Baby quite away thrown too,
  I wonder what ’tis she means;
When our John does squeeze my Hand,
  And call me sugar sweet,        10
    My Breath almost fails me,
    I know not what ails me,
My Heart does so heave and so beat.
I have heard of Desires,
From Girls that have just been of my Years,        15
Love compar’d to sweet Briars,
  That hurts, and yet does please:
Is Love finer than Money,
Or can it be sweeter than Honey,
I’m poor Girl such a Toney,        20
  Evade that I cannot guess,
But I’m sure I’ll watch more near,
There’s something that Truth will shew,
  For if Love be a Blessing,
  To please beyond Kissing,        25
Our Jane and our Butler does know.

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