By mattress, bolsters, here, there, everywhereDeep-dinted, and by quaking, shaking couchAll crepitation and mobility.Explain! none whoredoms (no!) shall close my lips.Why? such outfuttered flank thou ne'er wouldst showHad not some fulsome work by thee been wrought.Then what thou holdest, boon or bane be pleased Disclose! For thee and thy beloved fain would IUpraise to Heaven with my liveliest lay.
TO LESBIA STILL BELOVEDThou ask'st How many kissing bouts I boreFrom thee (my Lesbia!) or be enough or more?