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Tales and Novels of J. de La Fontaine — Complete. Jean de la FontaineЧитать онлайн книгу.

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Can this be truly held a fact,

      That I've been worthy while I'd fame in view,

      Of cuckoldom at home, and knighthood too?

      It ought to be but half:—the truth let's know;

      From constancy the purest blessings flow.

      Then like a father-confessor he dressed,

      And took his seat where priests their flock confessed.

      His lady absolution sought that day,

      And on her knees before him 'gan to pray;

      The minor sins were told with downcast eyes,

      And then for hearing those of larger size,

      The husband-confessor prepared his ears:—

      Said she, Good father, ('mid a flood of tears),

      My bed receives, (the fault I fear's not slight,)

      A gentleman, a parson, and a knight.

      Still more had followed, but, by rage o'ercome,

      Sir Arthur cut the thread, and she was mum;

      Though, doubtless, had the fair been let proceed,

      Quite long her Litany had been decreed.

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      THe husband, in a rage, exclaimed, thou jade,

      A parson, say'st thou? t'whom dost think thou'st made

      This curst confession?—To my spouse, cried she,

      I saw you enter here, and came with glee,

      Supposing you'd a trick to raise surprise;

      Howe'er 'tis strange that one so very wise,

      The riddle should not fully comprehend:—

      A KNIGHT, the king created you, my friend;

      A GENTLEMAN, your rank was long ago;

      A PARSON, you have made yourself you know.

      Goon heav'ns! exclaimed the knight, 'tis very clear,

      And I a blockhead surely must appear.

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      WE'RE told, that once a cobbler, BLASE by name;

      A wife had got, whose charms so high in fame;

      But as it happened, that their cash was spent,

      The honest couple to a neighbour went,

      A corn-factor by trade, not overwise

      To whom they stated facts without disguise;

      And begged, with falt'ring voice denoting care,

      That he, of wheat, would half a measure spare,

      Upon their note, which readily he gave,

      And all advantages desired to wave.

      THE time for payment came; the money used;

      The cash our factor would not be refused;

      Of writs he talked, attorneys, and distress;

      The reason:—heav'n can tell, and you may guess;

      In short, 'twas clear our gay gallant desired,

      To cheer the wife, whose beauty all admired.

      SAID he, what anxiously I wish to get,

      You've plenty stored, and never wanted yet;

      You surely know my meaning?—Yes, she cried;

      I'll turn it in my mind, and we'll decide

      How best to act. Away she quickly flew,

      And Blase informed, what Ninny had in view.

      Zounds! said the cobbler, we must see, my dear,

      To hook this little sum:—the way is clear;

      No risk I'm confident; for prithee run

      And tell him I've a journey just begun;

      That he may hither come and have his will;

      But 'ere he touch thy lips, demand the bill;

      He'll not refuse the boon I'm very sure;

      Meantime, myself I'll hide and all secure.

      The note obtained, cough loudly, strong, and clear;

      Twice let it be, that I may plainly hear;

      Then forth I'll sally from my lurking place,

      And, spite of folly's frowns, prevent disgrace.

      THE plot succeeded as the pair desired;

      The cobbler laughed, and ALL his scheme admired:

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      A purse-proud cit thereon observed and swore;

      'Twere better to have coughed when all was o'er;

      Then you, all three, would have enjoyed your wish,

      And been in future all as mute as fish.

      OH! sir, replied the cobbler's wife at ease,

      Do you suppose that use can hope to please,

      And like your ladies full of sense appear?

      (For two were seated with his wedded dear;)

      Perhaps my lady 'd act as you describe,

      But ev'ry one such prudence don't imbibe.

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      ONCE on a time, as hist'ry's page relates,

      A lord, possessed of many large estates,

      Was angry with a poor and humble clod,

      Who tilled his grounds and feared his very nod.

      Th' offence (as often happens) was but small,

      But on him, vowed the peer, his rage should fall—

      Said he, a halter, rascal,


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