The works of Alexander Pennecuik of New-Hall, M.D.; containing the description of Tweeddale, and miscellaneous poems. A new edition, with copious notes, forming a complete history of the county to the present time. To which are prefixed, memoirs of Dr Pennecuik, and a map of the shire of Peebles, or Tweeddale |
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CORINNÆ CONCUBITUS,
OUT OF OVID. Done by the Author at the age of 18.
Midday it was, when foggy clouds withdrew,And left the sun to drink the scorched dew;
To ease myself, on softest downs I lay,
Leaving, to temper the too scorching day,
The windows one half shut, which gave a light
Like woods, where boughs conspire with constant night.
Such is the light when Titan yields his reins,
Or just before Aurora gilds the plains,
This is the light which coy maids desire,
To hide their blushing cheeks and secret fire.
Lo, comes Corinna, in a night-gown drest,
Her dangling tresses hid her ivory breast;
Th'Assyrian queen , when Hymen join'd her hand,
Did not so charming half nor beauteous stand;
Nor wanton Lais , who had every art
To gain and keep a youthful lover's heart:
I keenly pull'd her to me, which meanwhile
She struggling seems to shun, but with a smile,
She gives herself the lie, I victor prove
O'er her who slily to be vanquish'd strove.
When from her waist her looser garments flew,
And laid her open to my amorous view,
Methought each part had more than thousand charms,
I saw such squared shoulders, twin like arms,
Her breasts, love's bellows, put my thoughts on fire,
And with their heavings plung'd me in desire,
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Such alabaster thighs, such slender waist.
But why each part? Nothing was wanting there
That could be wished for to complete the fair;
What followed then may easily be guess'd,
When both being tired, we gave ourselves to rest.
Would heaven this bliss on me rain down in store,
I'd for new gifts importune it no more.
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