John Suckling,
The Works of Sir John Suckling in prose and verse…
(1910)
“ To lie with her a night or so: She answer'd me in frowns. Not two years since, she meeting me5 Did whisper in my ear, That she would at my service be, If I contented were. I told her I was cold as snow, And had no great desire;10 But should be well content to go To twenty, but no higher. ”
