T. R. Smith, comp. Poetica Erotica: Rare and Curious Amatory Verse. 1921–22.
Chloris Saw Me Sigh and Tremble
Anonymous(From Vinculum Societatis, or the Tie of Good Company, 1687) |
CHLORIS saw me sigh and tremble, | |
And then ask’d why I did so; | |
Love like mine can ill dissemble:— | |
Chloris, ’tis for love of you, | |
For those pretty tempting graces | 5 |
Of your smiling lips and eyes, | |
For those pressing close embraces | |
When your snowy breasts do rise; | |
For those joys of which the trial | |
Only can instruct your heart | 10 |
What you lose by your denial, | |
When Love draws his pleasing dart; | |
For those kisses in perfection | |
Which a wanton soul like mine, | |
Form’d by Cupid’s own direction, | 15 |
Could infuse too into thine; | |
For those shapes, my lovely Chloris, | |
And a thousand charming things, | |
For which monarchs might implore you | |
To beget a race of kings; | 20 |
And for which I fain would whisper, | |
But my heart is still afraid,— | |
Yet ’tis that young ladies wish for | |
Every night they go to bed. | |