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National Ballad and Song/Volume 5/The Willing Mistress

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The Willing Mistress
by Aphra Behn
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THE WILLING MISTRESS

[c. 1697]

[By Aphra Behn, Poems (1697), p. 44].

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