A Mock SONG to, When first AMINTOR su'd for a Kiss, &c. Thomas D'Urfey Alexander Huber Editor Bodleian Libraries, University of Oxford
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Oxford This work is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-ShareAlike 3.0 Unported License. R17889 D'Urfey, Thomas, 1653-1723. New poems, consisting of satyrs, elegies, and odes together with a choice collection of the newest court songs set to musick by the best masters of the age / all written by Mr. D'Urfey. London Printed for J. Bullord ... and A. Roper ... 1690 pp. 80-82. [16],207,[1]p.

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A Mock SONG to , When first AMINTOR su'd for a Kiss , &c. I. A Minta one Night had occasion to p— Ioan reach'd her the Pot that stood by her , I in the next Chamber could hear it to hiss ; The Sluce was small , but Stream was strong , My Soul was melting , thinking of bliss , And raving I lay with desire ; But nought could be done , For alas she p—d on , Nor car'd for Pangs I suffer'd long , Ioan next made hast In th'self same Case , To fix the Pot close to her own A— Then Floods did come , One might have swom , And Puff , a Whirl-wind flew from her B— II . Says Ioan , by these strange Blasts that do rise , I guess that the Night will grow windy , For when such Showers do fall from the Skies , To clear the Air the North-wind blows . Ye nasty Quean , her Lady replies , That Tempest broke out from behind ye ; And though it was decently kept from my Eyes , The troubled Air offends my Nose . Says Ioan , 'ods heart , You have p—d a Quart , And now you make ado for a F—t 'Tis still your mind To squeeze behind ; But never fell Shower from me without wind .