1 YOUNG I am, and yet unskill'd How to make a Lover yield: How to keep, or how to gain, When to love; and when to feign. 2 Take me, take me, some of you, While I yet am Young and True; E're I can my Soul disguise; Heave my Breasts, and roul my Eyes. 3 Stay not till I learn the way, How to Lye, and to Betray; He that has me first, is blest, For I may deceive the rest. 4 Cou'd I find a blooming Youth, Full of Love, and full of Truth, Brisk, and of a janty mean I shou'd long to be Fifteen. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ON LYNN TERRACE by THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH THE BOOKS I OUGHT TO READ by ABBIE FARWELL BROWN TO LADY B- W-, PRESENTING THE AUTHOR WITH A MOIETY OF A LOTTERY TICKET by JOHN BYROM ENTERTAINMENT GIVEN BY LORD KNOWLES: SONG BY THE GARDNER'S BOY AND MAN by THOMAS CAMPION SONGS OF THE SEA CHILDREN: 56 by BLISS CARMAN DEATH by MADISON JULIUS CAWEIN |