Dear Betty, come give me sweet kisses, For sweeter no girl ever gave: But why, in the midst of our blisses, Do you ask me how many I’d have? I’m not … - Charles Hanbury Williams

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Dear Betty, come give me sweet kisses, For sweeter no girl ever gave:
But why, in the midst of our blisses, Do you ask me how many I’d have?
I’m not to be stinted in pleasure; Then, prithee, dear Betty, be kind,
For, as I love thee beyond measure, To numbers I’ll not be confin’d.