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T. R. Smith, comp.  Poetica Erotica: Rare and Curious Amatory Verse.  1921–22.
The Naughty Lord and the Gay Young Lady
(From Curiosities of Street Literature, 1871)

THERE is a pretty piece of work,
  It is up in high life,
Upon my word an amorous lord,
  Seduced another man’s wife;
She was a lady of title,        5
  She was charming, young, and fair,
With her daddy and her mammy once
  She lived in Belgrave Square.
The trial now is over,
  And his lordship, with a frown,        10
For kissing Lady Nelly
  Has to pay ten thousand pounds.
Lord G—— was a naughty lord,
  Oh! how could he engage,
To seduce young Lady Ellen,—        15
  He is sixty years of age.
The verdict of the jury
  Made his lordship quake and jump,
Ten thousand pounds he has to pay,
  For playing tiddly bump.        20
Lady Nelly left her husband,
  And would with his lordship be,
She would trim his lordship’s whiskers
  As she sat upon his knee.
Some said oh, lack-a-daisy,        25
  She was in a comical way!
His lordship was bald-pated,
  And his hair and whiskers grey.
My lord was very fond of lamb,—
  The cook said so at least,—        30
And neighbours you must understand
  He liked the belly piece.
His lordship loved the lady,
  And the lady she loved he,
His lordship played by music,        35
  The tune called fiddle-de-dee.
His lordship when he heard the news,
  Caused his eyes to flash like fire then
He looked around, ten thousand pounds
  His lordship holloaed, “wire-em.”        40
He sold his hat, he pawned his coat,
  To pay the browns, we find,
And then he run round Hyde Park sqre,
  With his shirt hanging out behind.
Sweet Ellen was a daughter        45
  Of my Lord and Lady C——
And once lived in a mansion,
  Yes she did in Belgrave Square,
Sweet Ellen had an husband,
  An honest upright man,        50
And his lordship went a trespassing
  Upon her husband’s land.
My lord was fond of sporting,
  And hunting of the hare,
He has to pay ten thousand pounds,        55
  The damage to repair;
His lordship played the fiddle,
  Down in Scotia’s land, ’tis said,
And his lordship must have fiddled well
  Both in and out of bed.        60
Now all young lords take warning,
  When a hunting you do go,
In the evening of the morning
  Pray beware of “Tally-ho!”
If you are caught a trespassing        65
  On other people’s ground,
Perhaps you’ll be like old Lord G——
  Made to pay ten thousand pounds.
The lady’s injured husband,
  Has nobly gained the day,        70
And beat old Mr. December,
  Who seduced young Lady May.

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