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Quotes from The Fair Circassian, &c — Samuel Croxall

1688–1752

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Her hair bound backward in a spiral wreath
Her upper beauties to my sight betray’d,
The happy stream concealing those beneath.

The Fair Circassian, &c (1721)

The Joints with Dimples smiling; and above,
The Spring of Bliss, the bubbling Fount of Love.
Plump is her Belly, but how smoothly plain!
Like Fields of Wheat impregnated with Rain.

The Fair Circassian, &c (1721)

Attribution

Quotes and notes from Wikiquote: Samuel Croxall (page history), available under CC BY-SA 4.0.