The Surpris’d Nymph

The four and twentieth day of May,
Of all days in the year;
A Virgin Lady fresh and gay,
Did privately appear:
Hard by a River side got she,
And did sing loud the rather;
Cause she was sure, she was secure,
And had intent to bathe her.

With glittering, glancing, jealous Eyes,
She slyly looks about;
To see if any lurking Spies
Were hid to find her out:
And being well resolved that none,
Could see her Nakedness,
She pulled her Robes off one by one,
And did her self undress.

Her purple Mantle fring’d with Gold,
Her Ivory Hands unpinned;

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poem by from Pills to Purge Melancholy (1707)
Added by Veronica Serbanoiu
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