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Flora springing Is ever bringing Dame Venus ease . ? Oh see the Arbour where that she with melting kisses distilling blisses From her true selfe with joy did ravish me . The pretty nightingale did sing melodiously ...
Flora springing Is ever bringing Dame Venus ease . ? Oh see the Arbour where that she with melting kisses distilling blisses From her true selfe with joy did ravish me . The pretty nightingale did sing melodiously ...
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... moue ! oft in this arbour , whiles that shee with melting kisses disstilling blisses through my frayle lipps , what Ioy did ravish me ! the pretty Nightingale did sing Melodiouslee . the arbour where we kissed , 16 and the groves !
... moue ! oft in this arbour , whiles that shee with melting kisses disstilling blisses through my frayle lipps , what Ioy did ravish me ! the pretty Nightingale did sing Melodiouslee . the arbour where we kissed , 16 and the groves !
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28 I asked to kiss her , I milder grew , & wold but feele : She said she was neuer felt , but kist ; I was content , & shee said , “ weele , youst kisse my bum & feele my fist . ” bat was sold again . 32 So I rode away , and told nobody ...
28 I asked to kiss her , I milder grew , & wold but feele : She said she was neuer felt , but kist ; I was content , & shee said , “ weele , youst kisse my bum & feele my fist . ” bat was sold again . 32 So I rode away , and told nobody ...
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... he wold goe to Amsterdam to speake with Ananyas . he had not gone past halfe a mile , but he mett his holy sister ; hee layd his bible vnder her breeche , & merylye hee kist her . meets his sister , and kisses her .
... he wold goe to Amsterdam to speake with Ananyas . he had not gone past halfe a mile , but he mett his holy sister ; hee layd his bible vnder her breeche , & merylye hee kist her . meets his sister , and kisses her .
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fairest ! deny me not ; a " BEE not affrayd thon fayrest , thou rarest that euer was made ! deny me not a kisse ; then thou shalt see the Measure of pleasure that I will haue from thee . what hurts there in this ?
fairest ! deny me not ; a " BEE not affrayd thon fayrest , thou rarest that euer was made ! deny me not a kisse ; then thou shalt see the Measure of pleasure that I will haue from thee . what hurts there in this ?
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