Transcript for msa_sc_5807_01-0495

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Twas a cold winters night, as her father lay sleeping
I tapped at the window where Mary was laid –
By the light of her taper I saw her come peeping
And who’s at my window, she fearfully said-

Tis I, my dear Mary, benighted and weary.
My limbs are all frozen, I’m wet to the skin
I pray you take pity, and do but admit me
She opened the window – I climbed and got in –

I’d not long been in bed [when] I sought to unfold
By kissing & pressing her every charm
She said I’d deceiv’d her – and falsely had told
That my limbs were all frozen – She found them quite warm –

Said I my dear Mary, I have not deceived you
I have one limb that’s frozen so stiff, dear maid,
That unless you will give me your aid to relieve me
I will hardly be better this night, I’m afraid.

She would not believe what I said till she felt it
When eager to ease the sensation I bore
She agreed I could use her warm bath, for to melt it
Tho she vowed no one ever had used it before –

Oh the warm bath of Mary, so soft and so hairy,
So delightfully pleasant, the entrance lay
That I had not been in it, for more than a minute,
Before all the Stiffness dissolved quite away –

Ah, Latin, she cried now, you have not deceived me
I feel it dissolving so sweetly, oh dear
But indeed, my dear Latin, indeed you must leave me
I shall die with Delight if you longer stay here –

Ah do not so hug me and kiss me and love me
But leave me and heed not the wind and the rain
And if the cold freezing your limb should be seizing,
But come back to me love, we shall melt it again –

Sweet Mary this bosom which now I’m caressing
Possesses more power, more brightness than snow,
And that lily white hand which so softly keeps pressing
Will soon freeze the part which we melted just now

She eagerly grasped it, with rapture she clasped it,
And said as she gripped it, the case is quite plain,
For while I keep squeezing, the part it keeps freezing
And now is quite stiff – let us melt it again –

As I toil’d and I kiss’d the sweet girl she kept squeezing
My sensitive play thing, all night till daybreak
Till she found that her hand lost the power of freezing
And wondered to find that my limb grew so weak

Ah it is not surprising, the sun is a rising,
And the frost is all gone now that last night was found
Dear Latin, this freezing is truly so pleasing
I wish that the frost would last all the year round.

[signed with illegible monogram]

on outside of folded paper:
Flower of Dun [?]

[courtesy of Adam Goodheart]

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