| What lively lad most pleasured me |
| Of all that with me lay? |
| I answer that I gave my soul |
| And loved in
misery, |
| But had great pleasure with a lad |
| That I loved bodily. |
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| Flinging from his arms I laughed |
| To think
his passion such |
| He fancied that I gave a soul |
| Did but our bodies touch, |
| And laughed upon his breast to
think |
| Beast gave beast as much. |
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| I gave what other women gave |
| That stepped out of their clothes, |
| But
when this soul, its body off, |
| Naked to naked goes, |
| He it has found shall find therein |
| What none other
knows, |
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| And give his own and take his own |
| And rule in his own right; |
| And though it loved in misery |
| Close
and cling so tight, |
| There’s not a bird of day that dare |
| Extinguish that delight. |