VIII.
Frighted she wakes, and waking sighs,
Nature thus kindly eas’d,
In Dreams rais’d by her murm’ring Pigs,
And her own Th—b between her L—gs,
She’s innocently pleas’d.
Frighted she wakes, and waking sighs,
Nature thus kindly eas’d,
In Dreams rais’d by her murm’ring Pigs,
And her own Th—b between her L—gs,
She’s innocently pleas’d.