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T. R. Smith, comp.  Poetica Erotica: Rare and Curious Amatory Verse.  1921–22.
“As I Was Walking, I Heard a Maid Talking”
By Richard Estcourt (1668–1712)
(A Broadside Song with music, c. 1720)

AS I was walking, I heard a Maid talking,
Oh I could, how I could, oh I could, now I could,
As I was walking, I heard a Maid talking,
Oh I could do it with Pleasure:
Tall was her shape, she tripped like a Fairy,        5
Up and down, ripe and Brown,
Sprightly and Airy:
Advancing I called her my life and my Treasure,
Pray Sir forbear, I don’t know what you mean.
Pretty lass I am afraid        10
That thou wilt die a Maid.
Oh that’s a sad Case, said She,
Pray Sir how can that be
Now you and I are together?
Prithee, come into the Grove,        15
The prettiest place for Love,
There we’ll Act between us Adonis and Venus,
No, no, Sir, not so hasty Neither.
Clasping her waist, I kissed her in haste,
I hugged her, I tugged her, I lugged her, I mou’d her,        20
I made her Cheeks glow, and I Nuzzled her Breast,
I was for taking the Fort of Monjoy.
Leaning upon my Arms sighing and panting,
Oh my dear, nay my dear, fie my dear, pray my dear,
Nature did never disclose such pleasure.        25
She looked like the Queen of Love, I like her Boy,
In this dear Confusion Blest, the pretty Rouge fell down,
Guess if you can the Sight,
’Twas such a dear delight,
I Blest the time that I met her,        30
Watching like an Engineer, what Breach was in the town,
Rusled upon her,
And once or twice won her,
And both of us parted much better.

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