NASH HIS DILDO
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I wish ten thousand times that I weare dead.
What ere it be, noe meanes shall lack in mee,
That maye avayle for his recoverye.”
Which said, she tooke & rowld it on her thighe,
and looking downe on it, did groane and sighe;
She haundled it, and daunced it vpp and downe,
not ceasing till shee raisd it from [the swoune];[Petyt MS.]
And then it flewe on her as it were wood,
And on her breech laboured and foam’d a good;
He rubd and peirct her euer to the bones,
digging as deepe as he could digg for stones;
Now high, now lowe, now stricking shorte and thicke,
and diving deeper, peircte her to the quicke;
Now with a girde he would his course rebate,
then would he take him to a stately gate.
Playe when he liste, and thrust he nere soe hard,
poore patient Grissell lyeth at his ward,
And giues and takes as blith and fresh as Maye,
and ever meetes him in the middle of the waye.
On her his eyes continually were fixt;
with his eye-browes, her melting eyes were mixt,
which, like the sunne, betwixt two glasses playes,
from the one to the other casting rebounding rayes.
She like a starr that, to requite his beames,[? reguild]
suckes the influence of sweete Phebus streames,
Imbathes the beames of his discending light
in the deepest fountaines of the purest light.
Shee, faire as fairest plannet in the skye,
What ere it be, noe meanes shall lack in mee,
That maye avayle for his recoverye.”
Which said, she tooke & rowld it on her thighe,
and looking downe on it, did groane and sighe;
She haundled it, and daunced it vpp and downe,
not ceasing till shee raisd it from [the swoune];[Petyt MS.]
And then it flewe on her as it were wood,
And on her breech laboured and foam’d a good;
He rubd and peirct her euer to the bones,
digging as deepe as he could digg for stones;
Now high, now lowe, now stricking shorte and thicke,
and diving deeper, peircte her to the quicke;
Now with a girde he would his course rebate,
then would he take him to a stately gate.
Playe when he liste, and thrust he nere soe hard,
poore patient Grissell lyeth at his ward,
And giues and takes as blith and fresh as Maye,
and ever meetes him in the middle of the waye.
On her his eyes continually were fixt;
with his eye-browes, her melting eyes were mixt,
which, like the sunne, betwixt two glasses playes,
from the one to the other casting rebounding rayes.
She like a starr that, to requite his beames,[? reguild]
suckes the influence of sweete Phebus streames,
Imbathes the beames of his discending light
in the deepest fountaines of the purest light.
Shee, faire as fairest plannet in the skye,
