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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=419859" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Song (Sylvia The Fair, In The Bloom Of Fifteen)</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Sylvia the fair, in the bloom of fifteen,<br>Felt an innocent warmth as she lay on the green:<br>She had heard of a pleasure, and something she guessed<br>By the towsing and tumbling and touching her breast:<br>She saw the men eager, but was at a loss<br>What they meant by their sighing and kissing so close;<br>By their praying and whining,<br>And clasping and twining,<br>And panting and wishing,<br>And sighing and kissing,<br>And sighing and kissing so close.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">&quot;Ah!&quot; she cried, &quot;ah, for a languishing maid<br>In a country of Christians to die without aid!<br>Not a Whig, or a Tory, or Trimmer at least,<br>Or a Protestant parson, or Catholic priest,<br>To instruct a young virgin that is at a loss<br>What they meant by their sighing and kissing so close;<br>By their praying and whining,<br>And clasping and twining,<br>And panting and wishing,<br>And sighing and kissing,<br>And sighing and kissing so close.&quot;</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Cupid in shape of a swain did appear;<br>He saw the sad wound, and in pity drew near;<br>Then showed her his arrow, and bid her not fear,<br>For the pain was no more than a maiden may bear;<br>When the balm was infused, she was not at a loss<br>What they meant by their sighing and kissing so close;<br>By their praying and whining,<br>And clasping and twining,<br>And panting and wishing,<br>And sighing and kissing,<br>And sighing and kissing so close.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=John+Dryden">John Dryden</a><div class=q>
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Felt an innocent warmth as she lay on the green:
She had heard of a pleasure, and something she guessed
By the towsing and tumbling and touching her breast:
She saw the men eager, but was at a loss
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