The Willing Mistriss

By Aphra Behn 1640–1689 Aphra Behn
Amyntas led me to a Grove,
    Where all the Trees did shade us;
The Sun it self, though it had Strove,
    It could not have betray’d us:
The place secur’d from humane Eyes,
    No other fear allows.
But when the Winds that gently rise,
    Doe Kiss the yielding Boughs.

Down there we satt upon the Moss,
    And id begin to play
A Thousand Amorous Tricks, to pass
    The heat of all the day.
A many Kisses he did give:
    And I return’d the same
Which made me willing to receive
    That which I dare not name.

His Charming Eyes no Aid requir’d
    To tell their softning Tale;
On her that was already fir’d
    ’Twas easy to prevaile.
He did but Kiss and Clasp me round,
    Whilst those his thoughts Exprest:
And lay’d me gently on the Ground;
    Ah who can guess the rest?

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Poet Aphra Behn 1640–1689


SCHOOL / PERIOD 17th Century

Subjects Love, Desire

 Aphra  Behn


Aphra Behn, one of the most influential dramatists of the late seventeenth century, was also a celebrated poet and novelist. Her contemporary reputation was founded primarily on her "scandalous" plays, which she claimed would not have been criticized for impropriety had a man written them. Behn's assertion of her unique role in English literary history is confirmed not only by the extraordinary circumstances of her writings, but . . .

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SUBJECT Love, Desire


SCHOOL / PERIOD 17th Century

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