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T. R. Smith, comp.  Poetica Erotica: Rare and Curious Amatory Verse.  1921–22.
“To Charming Cælia’s Arms I Flew”
(From Pills to Purge Melancholy, 1719)

TO Charming Cælia’s Arms I flew,
  And there all Night I feasted,
No God such Transport ever knew,
  Or Mortal ever tasted.
Lost in the sweet tumultuous Joy,        5
  And bless’d beyond Expressing,
How can your Slave, my Fair, said I,
  Reward so great a Blessing?
The whole Creation’s Wealth survey,
  O’er both the Indies wander,        10
Ask what bribed Senates give away,
  And Fighting Monarchs squander.
The richest Spoils of Earth and Air,
  The rifled Ocean’s Treasure,
’Tis all too poor a Bribe by far,        15
  To purchase so much Pleasure.
She blushing cried, my life, my Dear,
  Since Cælia thus you Fancy,
Give her, but ’tis too much, I fear,
  A rundlet of right Nantzy.        20

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