Futility Closet

Epigram

Posted in Poems by Greg Ross on June 11th, 2008

An amorous wag once sought the bliss,
To steal a soft and balmy kiss,
When Sylvia stampt (and some say, swore)
That he should gain the prize no more;
He smiled, and said, if ’tis such pain,
Pray, miss, return it back again.

The Jester’s Magazine, 1767