IN THE HEYDAYS OF HIS EYES
(taut jeans dancing)

An Anthology of Poetry about Being Young and Growing Up
 
 
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A TRUE MAID

Matthew Prior

No, no; for my virginity, When I lose that, says Rose, I'll die: Behind the elms, last night, cried Dick, Rose, were you not extremely sick?

 
 
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