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Mary Wortley Montagu (Мэри Уортли Монтегю)


Between Your Sheets


Between your sheets you soundly sleep
Nor dreams of vigils that we lovers keep
While all the night, I waking sign your name,
The tender sound does every nerve inflame,
Imagination shows me all your charms,
The plenteous silken hair, and waxen arms,
The well turned neck, and snowy rising breast
And all the beauties that supinely rest
between your sheets.

Ah Lindamira, could you see my heart,
How fond, how true, how free from fraudful art,
The warmest glances poorly do explain
The eager wish, the melting throbbing pain
Which through my very blood and soul I feel,
Which you cannot believe nor I reveal,
Which every metaphor must render less
And yet (methinks) which I could well express
between your sheets. 



Mary Wortley Montagu's other poems:
  1. Melinda's Complaint
  2. Town Eclogues: Tuesday; St. James's Coffee-House
  3. To the Same
  4. Epilogue to the Tragedy of Cato
  5. Epithalamium


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