The Boudoir No.1

NARCISSUS

As I was walking I cannot tell how,

Nor I cannot tell whither or where,

I met with a crew of I cannot tell who,

Nor I cannot tell what they were,

But virgins I think — for they cried,

"Narcissus, come kiss us, and love us beside."

They sung a fine song of I cannot tell what,

Nor whether in verse or in prose,

Nor knew I the meaning, although they all sat,

Even as it were under my nose;

But ever and anon they cried,

"Narcissus, come kiss us, and love us beside."

There came in a lad, but I cannot tell whence,

With I cannot tell what in his hand, It was a live thing that had little sense,

And yet it could lustily stand;

Then louder the ladies they cried,

"Narcissus, come kiss us, and love us beside."

Some shak'd it, some strok'd it, some kiss'd it, 'tis said It looked so lovely indeed;

All hugg'd it as honey, and none were afraid,

Because of their bodily need — And louder the ladies they cried,

"Narcissus, come kiss us, and love us beside."

At length he did put in this pretty fine toy,

In I cannot tell where, below;

Into one of the ladies, but I cannot tell why,

Nor wherefore it should be so -

But in the mean time they all cried,

"Narcissus, come kiss us, and love us beside."

The lad being tired began to retreat,

And hung down his head like a flower,

The ladies the more did desire the feat,

But, alas! t'was out of his power —

Then louder and louder they cry'd,

"Narcissus, come kiss us, and love us beside/'

I then did return, I cannot tell how,

Nor what was in my mind;

Nor what else I heard,

I know not I vow,

Nor saw I, for Cupid is blind -

But only the ladies still cry'd,

"Narcissus, come kiss us, and love us beside."