T. R. Smith, comp. Poetica Erotica: Rare and Curious Amatory Verse. 1921–22.
“Nay Pish, Sir! What Ails You?”
By Mr. Clissold(Set by John Wilford, c. 1711) NAY pish, nay pish, nay pish, Sir, what ails you; | |
| Lord! What is’t you do? | |
| I ne’er met with one so uncivil as you; | |
| You may think as you please, but if Evil it be, | |
| I wou’d have you to know, you’re mistaken in me. | 5 |
| You Men so rude, and so boisterous are grown, | |
| A Woman can’t trust her self with you alone: | |
| I cannot but wonder what ’tis that shou’d move ye; | |
| If you do so again, I swear, I swear, I swear, I swear, I swear I won’t love ye. End of Volume One | |