The British Sexual Offences Act of 1967 is a buggers’ charter.
People with earthist sentiments are getting wind into their sails worldwide; they are likely to command enormous political power in coming decades — without, one hopes, evolving into bureaucracies.
My mothers maydes when they do Sowe and Spinne They ſing a ſonge made of the fieldiſh mowſe [cf. Egerton Manuscript 2711 version: “they ſang ſometyme a ſong of the feld mowſe”] that for becauſe her lyvelode was but thynne woulde nedes go ſe her Towniſhe ſiſters howſe
104 Smock, climbe a-pace, that I maie see my ioyes; Oh heauen and paradize are all but toyes Compar'd with this sight I now behould, Which well might keepe a man from being olde. 108 A prettie rysing wombe without a weame, That shone as bright as anie siluer streame; And bare out like the bending of an hill, At whose decline a fountaine dwelleth still; 112 That hath his mouth besett with uglie bryers, Resembling much a duskie nett of wyres; A loftie buttock, barrd with azure veines, Whose comelie swelling, when my hand distreines, 116 Or wanton checketh with a harmlesse stype, It makes the fruites of loue oftsoone be rype, And pleasure pluckt too tymelie from the stemme To dye ere it hath seene Jerusalem. 120 O Gods! that euer anie thing so sweete, So suddenlie should fade awaie, and fleete!
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