Classic Poem

An Imitation of Ovid 's C ORINNA .

'Twas once upon a Summer's Day,
As on my downy Bed I lay;
All over in a tedious Sweat,
To ease my Limbs, and cool the Heat;
When pretty Nancy gently came,
Nancy , the Object of my Flame!
So soft she look'd, so sweet, so fair,
With such a winning, yielding, Air;
With such an easy comely Pride,
She seem'd a lovely, longing, Bride!

Obedient to her Eyes command,
I seiz'd her warm consenting Hand;
Upon the downy Bed display'd,
The murm'ring, panting, struggling Maid.
There ravish'd, feasted on her Charms,
Her heaving Breast, her twining Arms,
Her Iv'ry Neck, her roguish Eyes,
Her slender Waist, her taper Thighs,
With magick Beauties there between
Too soft! too dazling to be seen!
Melting, I clasp'd them close to mine,
And in a Moment grew divine!