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T. R. Smith, comp.  Poetica Erotica: Rare and Curious Amatory Verse.  1921–22.
As I Walked in the Woods One Evening of Late
(From Pills to Purge Melancholy, c. 1719)

AS I walked in the Woods one Evening of late,
A Lass was deploring her hapless Estate;
In a Languishing posture, poor Maid she appears,
All swelled with her sighs, and blubbered with her Tears:
  She Cried and she sobbed, and I found it was all,        5
  For a little of that which Harry gave Doll.
At last she broke out, Wretched, she said,
Will not Youth come succour a languishing Maid?
With what he with ease and pleasure may give,
Without which alas, poor I cannot live!        10
  Shall I never leave Sighing, and Crying and Call,
  For a little of that which Harry gave Doll.
At first when I saw a young Man in the place,
My Colour would fade, and then flush in my Face;
My Breath it grew short, and I shivered all o’er,        15
My Breast never Popp’d up and down so before:
  I scarce knew for what, but now I find it was all,
  For a little of that which Harry gave Doll.

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