Memoirs of Fanny Hill: A New and Genuine Edition from the Original Text (London, 1749)Cleland, John
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Memoirs of Fanny Hill: A New and Genuine Edition from the Original Text (London, 1749)
Cleland, John
England -- Fiction; Erotic fiction; Prostitutes -- Fiction
In a little time, however, the champion was fairly in with her, and had
tied at all points the true lover’s knot; when now, adieu all the
little refinements of a finessed reluctance; adieu the friendly feint!
She was presently driven forcibly out of the power of using any art;
and indeed, what art must not give way, when nature, corresponding with
her assailant, invaded in the heart of her capital and carried by
storm, lay at the mercy of the proud conqueror, who had made his entry
triumphantly and completely? Soon, however, to become a tributary: for
the engagement growing hotter and hotter, at close quarters, she
presently brought him to the pass of paying down the dear debt to
nature; which she had no sooner collected in, but, like a duellist who
has laid his antagonist at his feet, when he has himself received a
mortal wound, Emily had scarce time to plume herself upon her victory,
but, shot with the same discharge, she, in a loud expiring sigh, in the
closure of her eyes, the stretch-out of her limbs, and a remission of
her whole frame, gave manifest signs that all was as it should be.
For my part, who had not with the calmest patience stood in the water
all this time, to view this warm action, I leaned tenderly on my
gallant, and at the close of it, seemed to ask him with my eyes, what
he thought of it; but he, more eager to satisfy me by his actions than
by words or looks, as we shoaled the water towards the shore, showed me
the staff of love so intensely set up, that had not even charity,
beginning at home in this case, urged me to our mutual relief, it would
have been cruel indeed to have suffered the youth to burst with
straining, when the remedy was so obvious and so near at hand.
Accordingly we took a bench, whilst Emily and her spark, who belonged
it seems to the sea, stood at the side-board, drinking to our good
voyage: for, as the last observed, we were well under weigh, with a
fair wind up channel, and full-freighted; nor indeed were we long
before we finished our trip to Cythera, and unloaded in the old haven;
but, as the circumstances did not admit of much variation, I shall
spare you the description.
At the same time, allow me to place you here an excuse I am conscious
of owing you, for having, perhaps, too much affected the figurative
style; though surely, it can pass nowhere more allowable than in a
subject which is so properly the province of poetry, nay, is poetry
itself, pregnant with every flower of imagination and loving metaphors,
even were not the natural expressions, for respects of fashion and
sound, necessarily forbidden.
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