T. R. Smith, comp. Poetica Erotica: Rare and Curious Amatory Verse. 1921–22.

A Sonnet: “What ill luck had I, silly Maid that I am”

Anonymous


(From Choyce Drollery, 1656) WHAT ill luck had I, silly Maid that I am,
To be tied to a lasting vow;
Or ere to be laid by the side of a man,
That wooed, and cannot tell how;
Down diddle down, down diddle me.	5
Oh that I had a Clown that he might down diddle me,
With a courage to take mine down.

What punishment is that man worthy to have,
That thus will presume to wed,
He deserves to be laid alive in his grave,	10
That wooed and cannot in bed;
Down diddle down, down diddle me.
Oh that I had a Lad that he might down diddle me,
For I fear I shall run mad.