The Willing Mistriss
Aphra Behn
1640 to 1689
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Down there we satt upon the Moss,
Ah who can guess the rest?
To tell their softning Tale;
And I return'd the same
Doe Kiss the yielding Boughs.
And id begin to play
Which made me willing to receive
Amyntas led me to a Grove,
It could not have betray'd us:
The Sun it self, though it had Strove,
The heat of all the day.
A Thousand Amorous Tricks, to pass
His Charming Eyes no Aid requir'd
On her that was already fir'd
A many Kisses he did give:
'Twas easy to prevaile.
And lay'd me gently on the Ground;
That which I dare not name.
No other fear allows.
The place secur'd from humane Eyes,
But when the Winds that gently rise,
Where all the Trees did shade us;
Whilst those his thoughts Exprest:
He did but Kiss and Clasp me round,