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Aphra Behn Poems
- The Dream All trembling in my arms Aminta lay, Defending of ...
- Song : 'Love Armed' Love in fantastic triumph sat, ...
- The Libertine A THOUSAND martyrs I have made, ...
- To The Fair Clarinda Fair lovely Maid, or if that Title ...
- A Thousand Martyrs I Have Made A thousand Martyrs I have ...
- The Willing Mistress Amyntas led me to a Grove, Where all ...
- Epitaph On The Tombstone Of A ... This Little, Silent, ...
Aphra Behn was a prolific dramatist of the English Restoration and was one of the first English professional female writers. Her writing contributed to the amatory fiction genre of British literature.
Early Life
One of the first English women to earn her livelihood by authorship, Behn's life is difficult to unravel and relate. Information regarding her, especially her early life, is scant, but she was almost certainly born in Wye, near Canterbury, on 10 July 1640 to Bartholomew Johnson, a barber, and Elizabeth Denham. The two were married in 1638 and Aphra, or Eaffry, was baptized on 14 December 1640. Elizabeth Denham was employed as a nurse to the wealthy Colepeper ... more »
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''Love ceases to be a pleasure, when it ceases to be a secret.''
Aphra Behn (1640-1689), British playwright, poet. repr. In The Works of Aphra Behn, vol. 6, ed. M. Summers (1915). "Four O'Clock. General Conversation...
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''There is no sinner like a young saint.''
Aphra Behn (1640-1689), British playwright, poet. Published in The Works of Aphra Behn, vol. 1, ed. M. Summers (1915). Willmore, in The Rover, act 1, ...
The Dream
All trembling in my arms Aminta lay,
Defending of the bliss I strove to take;
Raising my rapture by her kind delay,
Her force so charming was and weak.
The soft resistance did betray the grant,
While I pressed on the heaven of my desires;
Her rising breasts with nimbler motions pant;
Her dying eyes assume new fires.
Now to the height of languishment she grows,
And still her looks new charms put on;
– Now the last mystery of Love she knows,
We sigh, and kiss: I waked, and all was done.
`Twas but a dream, yet by my heart I knew,
Which still was panting,...
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