The Flea
Created | Updated Apr 11, 2002
Marke but this flea, and marke in this,
How little that which thou deny'st me is;
It suck'd me first, and now sucks thee,
And in this flea, our two bloods mingled bee;
Thou know'st that this cannot be said
A sinne, nor shame, nor loss of maidenhead,
Yet this enjoys before it wooe,
And pamper'd swells with one blood made of two
And this, alas, is more than wee would doe.
How little that which thou deny'st me is;
It suck'd me first, and now sucks thee,
And in this flea, our two bloods mingled bee;
Thou know'st that this cannot be said
A sinne, nor shame, nor loss of maidenhead,
Yet this enjoys before it wooe,
And pamper'd swells with one blood made of two
And this, alas, is more than wee would doe.
