T. R. Smith, comp. Poetica Erotica: Rare and Curious Amatory Verse. 1921–22.
“Her Dainty Palm I Gently Prest”
Anonymous(From The Marrow of Complements, 1685) |
HER dainty palm I gently prest | |
| And with her lips I played; | |
| My cheek upon her panting breast | |
| And on her neck I laid: | |
| And yet we had no sense of wanton lust, | 5 |
| Nor did we then mistrust. | |
| With pleasant toil we breathless grew, | |
| And kissed in warmer blood; | |
| Upon her lips the honey-dew | |
| Like drops on roses stood: | 10 |
| And on those flowers played I the busy bee, | |
| Whose sweets were such to me. | |
| But kissing and embracing we | |
| So long together lay, | |
| Her touches all inflamed me | 15 |
| And I began to stray; | |
| My hands presumed too far, they were too bold, | |
| My tongue unwisely told. | |