Nanny blushes when I woo her,
And with kindly chiding eyes
Faintly says I shall undo her;
Faintly, O, forbear! she cries.
But her breasts while I am pressing,
While to hers my lips I join,
Warm’d, she seems to taste the blessing,
And her kisses answer mine.
Undebauch’d by rules of honour,
Innocence with Nature charms;
One bids gently push me from her,
The other take me in her arms.
(Matthew Prior)
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