Methinks The Lady Doth Protest Too Much! Poem by Dónall Dempsey

Nay...no more lover!
Prithee, nay...no more!
For forsooth I am sore lover!
I prithee...give 'ore!

Once more
into your britches lover!
I pray thee...breach me no more!
For I am well
& truely layeth

shagged out upon the shagpile
of your bedroom floor.
'swounds...I swoon lover
...no more!
By God's breath...I am near death
lover...no more...no more!

Feelings like constelations lover
...all this...'n' more!
Feeling consternation lover
wanting yet not wanting...more!

So, stay thy hand, brave lover
for I can brave no more!
Nay..no...lovely lover
I pray they nay...no
, , , more!