Lydia! girl of prettiest mien, And fairest skin, that e'er were seen: Lilies, cream, thy cheeks disclose; The ruddy and the milky rose; Smooth thy limbs as ivory shine, Burnished from the Indic mine. Oh, sweet girl! those ringlets spread, Long and loose, from all thy head; Glistening like gold in yellow light O'er thy falling shoulders white. Show, sweet girl! thy starry eyes, And black-bent brows that arching rise: Show, sweet girl! thy rose-bloom cheeks, Which Tyre's vermillion scarlet streaks: Drop those pouting lips to mine, Those ripe, those coral lips of thine. Give me, soft, a velvet kiss Dovelike glued in searching bliss: You suck my breath! oh Heaven! remove Your lips — I faint — my sweetest love! Your kisses — hold! they pierce my heart: I feel thee in each vital part: Hold — thou wicked creature! why Suck my life's blood, thus cruelly? Hide those breasts, that rise and fall, Those twinned apples, round and small; Full with balmy juices flowing, Now just budding, heaving, growing; Breathing from their broadened zone Opening sweets of cinnamon. Delicacies round thee rise: Hide those globes — they wound mine eyes With their white and dazzling glow, With their luxury of snow! Cruel! see you not I languish, Thrilling with ecstatic anguish? Do you leave me; leave me lying, Almost fainting, almost dying?
Confirmed with Poetica Erotica. A Collection of Rare and Curious Amatory Verse, ed. by Thomas Robert Smith, New York: Boni and Liveright, 1921-1922.
- by Charles Isaac Elton, QC (1839 - 1900), "To Lydia" [an adaptation] [author's text checked 1 time against a primary source]
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