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SODOM
a play
by the
E. of R.
mentula cum vulva
saepissime junoitur una
dulcius est melle, vulvam tract are puellae
c3&
ANTWERP
Printed in the Year 1684.
the prologue
By Heaven t noble
audience here to day
Veil Sirs, you're come to see this bawdy Play
And faith it is Debauchery com pleat,
The very name of't made you mad to see't;
I hope't will please you well, by Yove, I think
You all love bawdy things as whores love chink.
I do presume there are no women here
't Is too debauch'd for their fair sex I fear,
Sure they'll not in pertiecoats appear
And yet Tarn infbrm'd, here's many a lass
Come for to ease the itching of her arse,
Damn'd pocky jades, whose cunts are hot as fire,
Yet they must see this Play to increase their desire.
Before three acts are done of this our farce
They'll scrape acquaintance with the standing tarse
And impudently move it to their arse;
Nay cunt itself; and if you will not venture,
They'll act the same as we, and let you enter
Their pocky false bare cunts. Loves proper center;
Their ulcer'd cunts by being so abus'd
And having too much prick there in infus'd,
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SODOM.
And then not cleans'd till they beginn to stink
May well be styl'd, Love's nasty common sink;
When e're your fancy is to fuck inclin'd,
If they are sound or not, perhaps you'll find
Some of their cunts so stufft with gravy thick
That like an Irish Bogg, they'll drown your prick
Some swive so much their hair's worn off the spot
They're dead to sin and do beginn to rot;
Such as would board you first, avoid and hale,
Or else you will repent your pego** fete.
By a damn'd swinging clap, when t is too late;
But to speak in the behalf o'th play
I see you're mad to know, what I have to say;
It is the most debauch'd heroick piece
That e're was wrote, what dare compare with this,
Here's that will fit your fancy with delight
't Will tickle every vein, and please your sight,
Nay make your prick to have an appetite
But pray S£ let me beg of you one favour
That is to bind you all to good behaviour;
Confine them close to codpiss monestry
O Sirs you should have brought a rope to tye
The unruly member, close down to your thigh
So fiery they are grown, when cunts in sight
Like mad and furious horses in the fight,
But when you see a woman stoutly ann'd
With swinging Dildoes, which to hilts are ram'd
You can't lie still, you can as well be dsmft'd*
Our scenes are drawn to th' Urn in every tf*0*
SODOM. 5
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They'll make all pricks
to stand and cunts to gape,
Are all young Persons, they at such command
They'll make both theirs, and old mens ps to stand.
The author's prick was so unruly grown
Whilst writing this, he could not keep it down
But thinking on the postures of the play
Was fbrcM at last to take his strength away,
And make him sick, by friging till he spews
A sweet revenge, cause he disturbs his Muse.
This Prologue certainly had ne*re been made
Had not the little spirit been allayed.
Noble Spectators, we hope this may be
A Play, to please your curiosity.
And as a garden, rail of excellent flowers
And anany an arbor in't, well stuft with whom
Brisk any girls, that can abide the brunts
Of many pintles, in their lusty cunts.
That Lady who shall act the best her part,
Doth hope at least to have a fucking for't,
By some of you, who are spectators come
And have the lustiest pricks in all the room.
THE PROLOGUE.
Al . . . ty Cunts, whom
BoHoxinien here
Tir*d with her tedious toyl, doth quite cashier
From thence to arse he has his prick convey'd
And thinks it treason to behold a maid;
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SODOM
That sensual creature
fitted for delight
Still spends in dreams and so debauches night
Begins with little finger, thrusts that in,
Till she has taught her thumb, her hand to sin;
Then struggling nature from their veins to suck
And turn all over proselyte to fuck
But yet this saint shall on her own damnation
Swear, she's the only maid in all the nation.
Some gawdy fop, stoops to the creatures eyes,
Yields to the Magick of her charming thighs,
And at the Church beginns his miser'res;
At night convey*d to a well order'd bed;
Th' already cuckold gets a maiden head
Which is a toy, done by the powerful! aid,
Cunt washt with allom makes a whore a maid.
Wanting that art she clings her thighs so fast,
Having spent twice he shall come in at last,
Often she claps the unacquainted cheek,
And draws whole showers of Sperm, from laboring
[Pricks:
This was the cheat, 't
was this made us retire
From humid cunt to humane arse all fire.
Buggery we chose and Buggery we allow
For none but fops alone to cunts will bow
The wenches parts expos'd at ev*ry door
And she that hath a cunt will be a whore.
dramatis personae.
Bolloxinion, King of
Sodom.
Cuntioratia, Queen.
Pricket, Prince.
Swivia, Princess.
Buoobranthos, General
of the Army.
Pockbnello, Prince, Collonel and Favorite of the
Borastus, Buggermaster-general.
Pine and Twely, Two Pimps of Honour.
fuckadilla, \
Clytoris, ;
Flux, Physician to the King.
Vertuoso, Merkin and Dildoo-maker to the Royal
King.
Maids of Honour.
Family.
With Boys, Rogues, Pimps and other Attendants.
SODOM
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act i
Representing an
Antichamber hung round with
Aretine*s Postures.
Enter Bolloxinion, Borastus, Pockbnbllo,
Pine and Twbly.
Bolloxinion.
Thus in the Zenith of my Lust I reign:
I eat to swive, and swive to eat again;
Let other Monarchs, who their scepters bear
To keep their subjects less in aw**) than fear,
Be slaves to crowns, my Nation shall be free
My Pintle only shall my scepter be;
My Laws shall act more pleasure than command
And with my Prick, 111 govern all the land.
*) Unter Act I, stent:
Scene I, ion MS. Da aber, wo
die Scene II anfangen soil, lesen wir: The end of the
first act. Wir glauben also, richtiger zu thun, hier Scene I
fortzulassen, und Act II in drci Scene zu tcllen.
*) Variant: love.
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10
SODOM.
pockbnbllo.
Your Grace alone bath
from the Powers above
A princely wisdom, and a princely Love;
Whilst you permit the Nation to enjoy
That freedom, which a Tyrant would destroy.
By this your royal Tarse will credit more
Than all the riches of the Kings of Zoar:
May your most gracious Codds and Tarse be full
As boundless in your Pleasures, as your will.
Borastus.
May plentifull delight of Cunt and Arse
Be never wanting to your Royal Tarse;
May Lust inflame your Prick with ardent spright
Ever to fuck with safety and delight.
Bolloxinion.
My Prick, Borastus, wants thy wonted Care,
Borastus.
My Duty still my Service does prepare.
Bolloxinion.
You are my Councill all-
Borastus.
-the Bliss we own:
SODOM.
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Bolloxinion.
But this advice belongs to you alone.
Borastus.
I no longer Cunts*) admire;
The drudgery has worn out my desire
Your Grace may soon to human arse retire.
Bolloxinion.
My pleasures for new
Cunts I will uphold
And have reserves of Kindness for the old.
I grant in absence dildoes may be us'd,
With milk of goats instead of sperm infus'd.
My Prick no more shall to bold Cunt resort,
Merkin rubs off, and sometimes spoil the sport
pockbnbllo.
Let merkin, Sir, be banisht from the court.
Pine.
Just like a sapless hedge, where th' land is poor.
Twbly.
It is not fit, that Cunt should wear a Tower.
Bolloxinion.
As for the Queen her
Cunt no more invites
Clad with the fllth of all her nasty whites
*) Variant. I do no longer old stale Cunts admire.
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SODOM.
Come, we miss-spend our
time, we know not how
The choice of Buggery is wanting now,
Borastus.
I could advise you,
Sir, to make a pass
Once more at loyal Pockenello*s arse.
Besides, Sir, Pine has such a gentle skin,
It would tempt a Saint to thrust his Pintle In.
Twbly.
When last, great Sir,
your pleasure did vouchsafe
To let poor Twely's hand your Pintle chafe
You gently mov*d it to my arse, when loe
Arse did that deed, which kind Hand could not do.
Bolloxinion.
Pine I remember how my
sperm did flow,
Twely, I'm in arrears to thy rewards
But lefs be active, whilst the time affords;
Now Pockenello for a mate I'll choose
His arse shall for a moment be my spouse.
Pockbnbllo.
That spouse shall,
mighty Sir, thd it be blind,
Prove to my Lord, both dutiful and kind,
't Is all I wish, that Pockenello's Arse
May still And favour from your Royal Tarse.
SODOM.
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Bolloxinion.
And next with Twely, I
will have a Touch
And Pine___
Pine.
--Ob Sir you honour us too much,
As harbingers into your
mighty Lust,
It was enough, that us you did intrust;
But as from heaven, you can make us blest
Thd we 're unworthy, when we have done our best
Bolloxinion.
Can your perfections
dare to claim a right?
Those, whom my pleasures serve, I will requite;
Henceforth Borastus, set the Nation free,
Let conscience have its force of Liberty.
I do proclaim, that Buggery may be us'd
Thrd all the Land, so Cunt be not abus'd
That, the proviso, this shall be your Trust (to Borastus)
All things shall to your order be adjust
To Buggeranthos, let this charge be given
And let him bugger all things under h. ven.
Borastus.
Straight1)
these*) indulgences shall be issu'ed forth,
From East to West and from the South to North.
i) Im MS. stand:
Strait.
*) MS.: this.
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SODOM
Bolloxinion.
Let Pine assist you in
this grand affair,
Then to our Royal Cittadel repair.
Borastus.
We shall obey.
(Exeunt Borastus and Pine).
pockbnbllo.
Great Sir, when last
yourself, you did intomb,
Within the strait *) or Fuckadilla's womb.
Bolloxinion.
And what of that-
pockbnbllo.
-I would a Plot reveal.
Bolloxinion.
Against my honour, Pockenello, tell.
pockbnbllo.
No wonder she not
swives as she was wont
For Pine's been familiar with her Cunt.
Twbly.
My Liege, he swiv'd her
in the Time of Term
I see him wipe, the gleaning of the sperm;
*) MS.: straight
SODOM.
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His reeking Terse, in
tail of shirt he psekt
Seeking to shelter his bold treacherous act.
Bolloxinion.
Alas, poor Pine, I
cannot blame the deed,
When Nature propteth by impulse of seed.
pockenello.
But 'was a Trespass,
without leave to swive
Upon his Sovereigns Prerogative.
Bolloxinion.
With crimes of this
sort, I shall now dispent;
His arse shall suffer for his Prick's offence,
In ropy seed my spirit shall be sent
With Joyfull tidings to his fundament
Come Pockenello, o'er my Pintle burns
In and untruss, I'll bugger you by turns.
the end of the first act
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SODOM.
act ii
SCENE I.
A pleasant garden
adorn'& with many statues of
men and women in various postures; in the middle
is a woman representing a fountain, standing upon
her head and pissing upright. Soft musk is heard
after which is sung this song in a mornful tune.
THE SONG.
Unhappy cunt, and comfortless
From swelling plenty fall'n to distress,
Deprived of all its ornamental Hair,
Fed with the empty diet of the air;
Dwore'd and banisht from its dearest duck
That proselyte to Pagan-fuck.
Assist, assist, you Powers,
That bring down monthly flowers;
Come, come away and in a trice, congeal those
[thoughts of Ice.
Comforts my cunt, or give me your advice.
*) 1m Manuscript stent
hier statt Act II, Scene II und
folgt Act 11 erst nach: The song. Wir glauben aber, dsss
diese Umstellung erlaubt sein wird. Man sehe unsre An-
merkung beim ersten Akt
SODOM.
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SCENE IL
Enter Officina,
Fuckadilla, Cuntioratia,
Clytoris and Cunticula.
Officina.
Sure madam, he must
think with some remorse
Of your divorcement from his Royal Tarse;
The day of Marriage you may justly rue,
Since he will neither swive nor suffer you.
Cuntioratia.
That Tyranny doth much
augment my grief,
I can command all but my cunt's relief;
My courses have been stopt with grief and care
In all his Pleasures I have not a share.
Officina.
These girls, I'll warrant, have enough to spare.
Cuntioratia.
I am not jealous, but
my Envy must
Declare to all my pleasures he's unjust,
Not that I would deprive your cunt of food
For you are all like me, of flesh and blood,
Yet youth, nor beauty can your crimes excuse.
Fuckadilla.
What woman can a standing Prick refuse
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SODOM.
When love makes
courtship, then it may command,
What soul such generous influence can withstand?
I least offend you in your Royal Seed,
He fucks to please his will, but I for need.
He prest it hard, I would have turn'd the spring
But that my duty was to obey my King.
Officina.
This I must needs on
her behalf declare:
To reconcile the King was all her care.
Cuntioratia.
Had I a Pintle's
privilege to chuse
His Prick for any other I'd refuge.
Clytoris.
Madam I wonder such a
noble mind
Shou'd be to singularity inclined,
He's but a man and if you'll credit me
There's many other swive, as well as he.
Cuntioratia.
All this and more,
Clytoris I allow
And thy experience very well I know.
Officina.
Were I as you, a Pintle
I would have
Thd it depriv'd me of the Crown 1 *) gave,
) he.
SODOM.
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Thd be a Tyrant to your
Honour be
Your Cunt may claim a subject's liberty.
Cuntioratia.
Your council bravely
doth my cares expell
Whom would you wish me so, would swive me well?
Officina.
Buggeranthos to a hair, your Cunt would nick *).
Cuntioratia.
The general, I long to
see his Prick
They say he fucks all women to a trance.
Fuckadilla.
Madam you'll say so, when you see his Lance.
Clytoris.
He is as man no doubt _
cunticula.
-he has such charms
You'd swear you had a
stallion in your arms,
He swives with so much vigour, in a word
His Prick is ss good metal as his sword.
) rick.
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SODOM*
Cuntioratia.
With open Cunt, then swift to him I'll fly.
I'll hug end kiss, and hear up, till I die.
O, let him swive me to Eternity
Come, come, o general, by he... n I fear
Twelve hours, twelve years, oh I shall ne'er contain.
Officina.
Retire and frig a while, 't will ease your Pain
Omnes.
We've sprung a leak, all hands to pump a main.
SCENE III.
Scene changes and
discovers the Queen in a chair
of state, and is frigid by the Lady Officina, all
the rest pulling out their Dildoes andfrigg in point
of honour.
Cuntioratia.
So no more yet *). You
do not make it spirt
You frigg, as if you were afraid to hurt
Officina.
Madam, the fault in Virtuoso lies
He should have made it of a longer size.
This Dildoe by a hand full is too short.
*) So! there's more yet.
SODOM.
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Cuntioratia.
Let him with speed to send for to the Court
Fuckadilla.
Madam, your Dildoes are
not to compare
With what Fve seen-
Officina.
_Indeed they're paltry ware.
Fuckadilla.
Short Dildoes leave the Pleasure half undone.
Cuntioratia.
Oh, how the general in my mind does run,
Let's to this grotto for a while repair,
And ring a bawdy song, perhaps the air
May Echo news, the general is come
To whose brisk Tarse, I'll sacrifice my womb.
Sing Fuckadilla charm us with a touch
So it not treat of Chastity too much.
Fuckadilla.
Thafs a strange word,
but if you bawdy crave
Madam, I've choice_,_
Cuntioratia.
-Ay, that's what I would have.
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SODOM.
Fuckadilla, sings.
Rouse stately Tarse.
And let thy Bollox
grind for seed.
Heave up fair arse
And let thy Cunt be kind to th'deed.
Thrust Pintle with a
force
Strong as my Horse
Spend till thy Cunt
o'erflow.
Floods of neigbouring sperm below.
Then in a sound w'll
lie as drown'd
And dead upon the shoal
Rather than when we
wake
We should our sad Leaves take
Because we can spend no
more
Where Pintle cannot gain new breath
The Resurrection's worse than Death.
Then dance six naked men and women, the men
doing obedience to the women's cunts, kissing and
touching them often, the women in like manner to
the men's Pricks, kissing and dandling their Codds,
and then fall to fucking, after which the women
sigh and the men look simple and so sneak off.
the end op the second act.
SODOM.
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act iii.
SCENE I.
Enter Pricket and Swivia embracing him.
SWIVIA.
Twelve months must pass
ere you can yet arrive
To he a perfect man, that is to swive,
As Pockenello doth )-
Your age to fifteen does but yet incline.
Pricket.
You know I could have stript my Prick at nine.
(He shows).
swivia
By h. . en's a neat
one, now we are alone
I'll shut the door and you shall see my thing.
(She shows).
Pricket.
Strange how it looks,
me thinks it smells of ling
It has a beard too, and the mouth's all raw.
The strangest Creature that I ever saw:
Are these the Beards that keep men in such aw?
*) Why as I live,
**) Swiv. i ne'er saw't since, let's
see how much't is grown.
(He shows).
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SODOM.
Swivia.
't Was such as these
Philosophers have taught
That all mankind into the world have brought
't Was such a thing the King our Sire bestirM *)
Out of whose whomb we came,_
Pricket.
_the Devil we did.
Swivia.
This is the ware house
of the world's chief Trade,
On this soft anvil all mankind was made.
Come't is a harmless thing, draw near and try
You will desire no other Death to dye.
Pricket.
Is't death then?
Swivia.
Ay, but with such
plaisant pain,
That it will tickle you to live again.
Pricket.
I feel my spirits in an agony.
Swivia.
These are the symptoms
of young Letchery
Does not your Prick stand, and your Pulse beat fast?
Don't you desire some unknown bliss to taste?
) bestrid.
SODOM.
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Pricket.
My heart invites me to
some new desire,
My blood boils over.-_
Swivia.
-I can allay the Are.
Come little Rogue and
on my belly lie [lies on her]
A little lower, yet, now, dearest, try.
Pricket.
I am a stranger to
these unknown parts
And never vers'd in Loves obliging arts:
Pray, guide me, I was ne'er this way before.
Swivia.
There, can't you enter? Now you've found the door.
Pricket.
Now I am in, and't is as soft as wool.
Swivia.
Then move it up and down, you little fool.
Pricket.
1 do, o hevens, I am at my wits' end.
Swivia.
Is't not such pleasure as I did commend?
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SODOM.
Pricket.
Yes. I find Cunt s most
obliging friend
Speak to me sister ere my soul depart.
Swivia.
I cannot speak, you've stabb'd me to the heart
Pricket.
I faint, I can't one
moment more survive,
I am dead-
Swivia.
Oh, Brother, but.....Alive
And why should you lie
dead, to increase my pain,
Kiss me, dear rogue, and thou shalt live again;
Your Love grows cold, now you can do no more,
I love You better, than I did before.
Prithee be kind_
Pricket.
Swie, I did lately dream,
That thrO my Prick
there flowM a mighty stream
Which to the eye, seem'd like the whites of Eggs.
Swivia.
I dreamt too, that it ran betwixt my Legs.
Pricket.
What makes this Pearl upon my Pintle's snout?
SODOM
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swivia.
Sir you fuckt lately now your dream's out
Pricket.
That I should loose my
senses, hn forbid
And yet I scarce remember what I did.
Swivia.
It was this Cunt, thst
msde your Pintle weep
And lull'd you so unto a gentle sleep.
You gave those pleasures, which you waking thought
On all my senses had amusement brought
Pricket.
't Is strange to think
that such a homely seat
With such delight, should all our senses treat,
That such a gaping, slimy, hairy beast,
Should from its msw give hungry Prick a (east,
But its strsnge influence, I more admire
My heart is glutted, yet I still desire
And turn my freezing atoms into Are.
Swivia.
All unknown pleasures
do at first surprise,
Try but once more, you'll find new joys arise
It will your heart with more contentment fill,
Besides your Pleasure will improve your skill;
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SODOM.
Come try again, 't will
gratify your Pain
Whilst you enjoy what half the world restrain.
Pricket.
I feel an agony my Blood infold
Betwixt a summer's heat and winter's cold.
Swivia.
No Resurrection yet,
Prithee lef feel,
Poor little thing is as cold as steel.
I'll manage it, dispose it to my trust,
I'll make it strong to act, as well as lust.
Stroke cunt snd Thigh -
Pricket.
_I do_
Swivia.
_Now kiss my Dear,
Feel on my breasts-
Pricket.
_'t wont do-
Swivia.
_Oh never tear
Thrust out your spirits with all might and main.
SODOM.
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I hear one coming, put it in again.
Enter Cunticula,
dmnkish.
She sings.
9t Was the
pretty soft Touch of the finger and thumb
And a pretty soft Palm
That usherM the Balm
And made it the sooner to come.
Swivia.
You did my thoughts surprise.
Cunticula.
My presence msy disturb your privacies.
Swivia.
No we dare let you know
what we have done
Come, w*Il continue, what we have begun.
Sure I have lost the virtue of my hsnd.
Cunticula.
I hold a piece a ) make it stand.
Pricket.
Sister let go.
Cunticula shall try
Strange virtue from her hand I prophecy.
) [and?]
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SODOM.
Swivia.
I'll not my good into her hands entrust
But on these terms, which aver, that she who first
Does by the power of her charming hand,
Make Codds shrink up, and Pintle stiff to stand,
So she no other stratagem employ,
Shall of her Labour, the first fruit enjoy.
Cunticula.
With all my heart, what says His powerfull Grace?
Prickbt.
Agreed. Sister I fear
you've lost your Place
Now for your credit, hold not half so fast
The pleasure of it's self is apt to haste.
She does't with art_
Swivia.
_look how his cheeks do glow.
(He spends).
Prickbt.
There, there, oh there!-
Cunticula.
_Oh, uds death it overflows.
SODOM.
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Pricket.
If s done, and you may thank your treacherous4) hand.
Cunticula.
I would have held, had
you but giv' command.
That I should lose the Blessing of this Prize
I for the loss, in tears could lose my Eyes.
Pardon, sweet Prince, pardon this sad mistake,
If all I have a Recompense will make.
Here prostrate at your feet you may command
My cunt or arse, whene'er your Prick does stand.
Pricket.
You've let out all the
spirit of my blood,
You've ruin'd me, and done yourself no good.
Swivia.
't Was her new office
did ambition move
To hasten to the center of my Love,
When in her journey, she receiv'd her rate
Thst hope and pleasure did anticipate.
Cunticula.
Muster your spirits up, and try again.
Pricket.
Where power's wanting,
will is but in vsin.
*) MS.: trenterous.
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SODOM.
I've spent my last row
and would fain retire
To sleep an hour-
Cunticula.
_that will restore desire
And power too, if that
deceitful! prove;
Adieu to fucksleep will all care remove,
Come Cousin, let*s convey him to the bed,
You see his spirits with your hopes are sled
Tb6 he be living, he's ss bad as dead.
(Ex. leading him out mournfully).
the end of the third act.
act iv.
Enter
Cuntioratia and Buooeranthos.
Cuntioratia.
Let your siege with
this success be crown'd
That what your Prick has lost, my Cunt has round,
Your seed with so much pleasure I will own
Was in my Cunt so plentifully thrown.
Had all mankind, whose Pintles I adore,
With well flll'd Bollox swivM me o'er snd o'er,
None could in nature have oblig'd me more.
SODOM.
buooeranthos.
If Kings are God on
Earth, their Queen may claim
Of goddesses, an unusurped Name.
Cuntioratia.
And fate in him must
great perfection show
Whose Tarse can please a deity below.
Buooeranthos.
If I have treated to
sublime a sense
Owe it to your Cunf s omnipotence.
Cuntioratia.
This modesty doth ill
in you appear
Whose virtues are to dare and not to fear;
Whose arms the strength of Mars alone can prove,
Whose Bollocks like a Twin of worlds contain.
Those minions of delight, in every vein,
This and much more, Lord General is due
To those perfections, which are all in you.
You must oblige me in this very hour,
For to deny my Cunt, You have no power.
Buooeranthos.
Your favours, madam,
are so far above
The utmost merits or your vassals Love,
That should I strive in Letchery to obey
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SODOM.
And in obedience swive
my soul sway,
All my Endeavours would at last become
A poor oblation to your Royal Womb.
Cuntioratia.
Still from my Love you
modestly withdraw,
You are not by my favour kept in aw,
When friendship does approach, you seem to fly;
Do you do so before your Enemy?
Buooeranthos.
No, by my head, and this Royal Star,
But toyls of Cunt are worse thans toyls of war.
Cuntioratia.
Fucking a toyl, my
Lord, you much mistake
Of ease and pleasure it does all partake
If s all that we can good or pleasure call.
Buooeranthos.
But Love like war, must
have its interval
Nature renews that strait, with kind repose
Which an untimely drudgery would lose,
Madam, with sighs, I celebrate the hour
That stole my Love, and robb'd me of its *) power.
[Offers to go].
) my.
SODOM.
35
Cuntioratia.
You shall not pass thus, dear Lord Genera], stay!
buooeranthos.
In what my power admits, I will obey.
Cuntioratia.
In the first place,
give me a parting kiss,
And next, my Lord, the consequence is this
Now Sir, s parting blow *), once and no. more.
buooeranthos.
Could that have been, I
had obey'd before
Your menstruous blood does om my vein supply.
With unexhausted letchery, whilst I
With Prick too weak to act with my desire.
(Ex.) »)
Cuntioratia.
Does then my Passion to
contempt remove,
The Trophies of bis Honour and my Love?
Oh Buggeranthos, had my Passion been
*)-the consequence of this
One for a parting blow,--
)-my desire
Must leave unsatisfied your raging fire.
[Exit sadly].
36
SODOM.
Dcckt with the State and Grandeur of a Queen
To loose a Love. I bad not then betrayM
My Love had more my Majesty obeyed.
My Passion like a prodigal did treat
With all the chief varieties of meat
And now the pamperM Letcher scornes to eat.
[ExUJ.
Enter Bolloxinion, Borastus and Pockbnbllo.
Bolloxinion.
Since I have bugger*d human arse, I find
Pintle to Cunt is not so much inclin'd.
What thd the Ietchery be dry, 't is smart;
A Turkish arse I love with all my heart
The lust, which in these animals I see
Does far exceed all human Ietchery.
Their Cunts, by use improve their influence
Whilst ours grow void of pleasure, bound or sence.
By oft fomenting, Cunt so big doth swell
That Prick works there, like Clspper in a Bell.
All Vacuum, no grasping flesh does hide
Or hug, the brawny muscles of its side
Tickling the nerves, their rowling Eyes do glance,
And all mankind with vast delight intrance.
Borastus.
Nature to them but one
poor Rule does give
But man delights in various ways to swive.
SODOM.
37
pockbnbllo *).
How simple was the Ietchery of old?
How full of shame, how feeble and how cold?
Confln'd to a formality of Law,
When Women ne'er their husbands' Pintles saw,
But when their lust or duty did them draw,
Then fuckt with an indifferent delight,
As if Prick stood against their willing spright.
First rubb'd, then groan'd,then spent,and bid good night.
Now we the dictates of our sense pursue,
We study pleasures still and And out new.
pockbnbllo.
May as the G.. ds his
name immortal be
That first received the gift of Buggery!
Bolloxinion.
Faces may change, but
Cunt is but cunt still,
And he that fucks is slave to woman's will,
't Is true, Borastus, should we daily bring
One dish to feast the pallate of a King,
And strive with various sauces to invite
*) Wahrscheinlich sind
die zehn folgenden Verse such
von Borastus, und soil dieser Name Pockcnello bier fort-
fallen. MOgllch ist natorlich such, dass zwischen: ,We
study etc." and ,May at the G.", einige Zeilen durch
den Copisten ubersprangen worden sind.
38
SODOM.
Tbe grandeur of bis
critic appetite;
Yet still the meat's tbe same, tbe change does lie
AH in sauces' great variety.
So't is with cunf s repeated dull delights
Sometimes yo've flowers for sauce, and sometimes
[white
Or crablice which like
butterM shrimps appear
And may be serv'd for garnish all the year.
[Enter Buggeranthos].
Borastus.
My Liege, tbe general-
Bolloxinion.
- brave man of war!
Buggeranthos.
-great Sir, your soldiers
In double duty to your
favour bound,
They own it all, and swear and tear the ground;
Protest they'l die in drinking of your Health
And creep into the other world by stealth,
Intending there amongst the Gods to vie
Their Sodom King with immortality.
Bolloxinion.
How are they pleas'd with what I did proclaim?
SODOM
30
Buggeranthos.
They practise it in
honour of your nsme;
If lust present they want no woman's aid
Each buggers with content his own comrade.
Bolloxinion.
They knew't is chargeable with Cunts to play.
Buggeranthos.
It saves them, Sire, at least a fortnight's pay.
Bolloxinion.
Then arse they fuck and bugger one another.
Buggeranthos.
And live like man and
wife, sister end brother.
Dildoes and dogs, with women do prevail *)
I caught one frigging with a bob'd Cur's tail *+)
My Lord, said she, I do it with remorse,
For I had once a passion for s Horse,
Who in a moment, griv'd and pleas'd my heart
*) Bollox. They know'tis chargeable with cunts to plsy?
Bugger. It saves (etc)-
Bollox. Then arse they fuck and (etc) ■
And live like msn and
wife sister and brother?
Bugger. Dildoes and dogs (etc.)-■
)-with a cur's bob tail.
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SODOM.
1 saw him standing pensive in a cart;
With padded eyes, and back with sores opprest
And heavy halter hanging on bis crest,
I grievM for the poor beast, and strook his Main,
Pitty'd bis daily labour and his pain;
Then on a sudden from his scabbard flew
Tbe stateliest Tarse, that ever mortal drew,
Which clinging to his Belly, stiff did stand.
I took, and graspt it in my loving hand,
And in a passion mov'd it to my cunt,
But be to woman kind not being wont
Drew back his Engine, tho my cunt could spare
Perhaps as much room as his Lady Mare.
At length I found his constancy was such,
That he would none') but his dear Mrs touch.
Urg'd by his scorn, I did his right depart,
And so despair surrender^ up my heart
Now wand'ring o'er this vile cunt starving land
I am content with what comes next by hand.
Bolloxinion.
Such woman ought to
live, pray find her out;
She shall a Pintle have, both stiff and stout,
Bollocks shall hourly by her Cunt be suckt;
She shall be daily by all Nations fuckt.
Industrious Cunt shall never Pintle want,
She shall be mistress to an Elephant.
') MS.: Known.
SODOM.
41
Buooeranthos.
Your Honour's matchless_:_
Bolloxinion.
-do it, let her swive
111 encourage virtue whilst I live.
pockbnbllo.
Were Officina here, she
should aver
The Title ) of great Cunt belongs to her;
With ease you may thrust in your double fist.
Borastus.
She has as good a Cunt, as ever pist.
Bolloxinion.
That mighty orrifice of
Nature's gate
Gave one delight, but ne'er did propagate.
Products spoil cunt, that Learned Flux allows,
And what like woman's was, makes like a cow's.
pockbnbllo.
But fruitful Cunts by
frigging may be spoil'd
When they use dildoes, big as newborn child.
[Enter Twbly].
Twbly.
My Liege,7) a stranger at your Royal gate
) MS.: Tittle.
7) MS.: Liedge.
5
42
SODOM.
Does from Gomorrah with
a message wait
And forty striplings for a present bring.
Bolloxinion.
Oh, if s a present from
our Brother King
Conduct them in, 't was very kindly done,
Oh, Brother Tarsehole, this hath sav'd my son.
I love strange flesh, a man's Prick cannot stand
Within the limits of his own command.
And I have fuckt and bugger'd all the land.
Borastus*).
Pleasure should strive,
so much in time of Peace
As Power in time of Battle to increase.
Bolloxinion.
The end of war is to
make Peace at last
When Pleasure pays for ail, the sorrow is past.
[Enter Twbly with 40 young striplings!.
Buooeranthos.
So beautiful a troop I have not seen.
Bolloxinion.
How fares my Brother Tarsehole and his Queen?
*) Im Manuscript stent
Cor. Wahrscheinlich aber 1st,
dass dieses C ein lapsus calami darstelt, und Bor. ge-
lesen werden muss.
SODOM.
43
Stranger.
All hail and health was
sent from them by me.
All hail and this vouchsafe o King, to see.
[Gives him a letter].
Bolloxinion (reads).
.For the fairest of the
Damosells in manifold
»Remembrance I express Joy in your gates, honour
in the high Places, and in Retirement, Peace
,and Posture abundance,
from Gomorrah
Tarsehole."
Stranger, I thank you, and go tell my Lord
That what the Limits of my Lord afford
He may like me command, what cunts do live
Within my precincts, that are fit to swive.
By Twely we intend to send a score
Of o're rid virgin, if we send no more.
Twely, divert your stranger while he stays,
With wine and other sodominisn plays;
Receive him kindly, my commands fulfil
And let him fuck and bugger whom he will.
Here my valued Gems, these are to me.
[pointing to the
boys].
More than the riches of my treasury
What does my crown and jewels do me good.
Jewels and Gold are clay to flesh snd blood.
Grace every chamber with a pretty boy,
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SODOM
But here's my chiefost darling of my Joy.
[pointing to one of
the boys]
Go and prepare whaf s to my Pleasure due
The choice of their appartments ) is left to you.
(Ex. all but the king and a boy).
Bolloxinion.
Come my soft flesh of
Sodom's dear delight,
To honoured lust thou art betray'd this night
Lust with thy beauty cannot brook delay
Between thy pretty haunches I will play.
) Im Manuscript folgen
hier noch elnmsl die fnnf
letzte Zeilen.
) MS. Appartment's.
SODOM. 45
act v.
Enter Officina,
Fuckadilla, Cunticula,
Clytoris and Virtuoso.
Officina.
Lef s see the great
improvement of your art;
The simple dildoes are not worth a fart
Fuckadilla.
This is not stiff
Nor long enough
The mussel*) is too
small
Cunticula.
Clytoris.
_Why that is all in all.**)
Officina.
Lord Virtuoso!
Wherefore do you bring
So weak and simple bauble of a thing?
*) Muscle.
+*) It is no good st til
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SODOM
Virtuoso.
True Philosophical Dimensions.
These are invented to*) a full Intention
To satisfy the most retentive Veins
That lust or blood, or seed in womb retains.
Officina.
Oh flel they scarce
exceed a virgin span**)
Art should exceed what nature gave to man.
Fuckadilla.
I'll hold a fucking, if
the truth were known
He made it by the measure of his own.
Virtuoso.
Madam't is done; and
I'll be judged by all
The copy doth exceed the original.
Fuckadilla.
Who shall toy first? -__
Cunticula.
-1 think it no disgrace
If I before your Ladyship take place,
For Pricks I have enjoy'd, I'll make't appear
And I have more experience by five year.
) With.
**) extend a virgin's spen.
SODOM
47
fuckadilla.
If by seniority you claim your due
I had a cunt when no man thought of you.
Officina.
You make me laugh, to
see you vainly strive
For the Estate, when true heir's alive.
Your Properties are all secure you think
I bore a child, when you were meat and drink.
[shows his Prick].
Produce, sweet sir, a lovely yard I vow
So long, so true-
fuckadilla.
-so plum, so lilly white.
Cunticula.
So ruff, so stiff, so comely, so upright
fuckadilla.
Damm silly dildoes, had
I but the bliss
Of once enjoying such a Prick as this,
I would his will eternally obey
And every minute cunt shall tribute pay.
Officina.
You are too amorous, fle look away.
fuckadilla.
Let me look on until my thought doth grieve
SODOM.
By strength of fancy, that I shall receive.
Officina.
My long experience, and
my judgment tell
ThO you work merkins and make dildoes well;
You have the finest Prick that e'er I saw.
Fuckadilla.
A God to rule and keep
your sex in awe;
Oh let me kiss't, I'll have it in my hand.
Virtuoso.
You are all Powero'er
me you shall command
On every charm you rally and surprise,
From your kind looks such influences rise,
You raise my Prick and frig it with your Eyes.
Fuckadilla.
Oh no, my dearest part
of womankind
Can give what your abortive love does find,
My loving cunt can give more joy to you,
Than all the beauty of our Eyes can dol
Thou Engine made of human loss and gain
Man's drudging pleasure, our delight and pain.
[takes him by the
Prick J.
The prince's profit, poor man's joy and care,
The cuckolds caution, the great man's despair,
Direct thyself in my indulgent cunt
SODOM. 40
Virtuoso.
My power long since was
in that puddle drown'd
See and behold, my seed lies on the ground.
fuckadilla*
Hell on't 't Is so, oh, Madam, Pm accurst
Officina.
What not well?-[she spends].
fuckadilla.
_No, Prick has done its worst;
That bliss for which my
cunt so long did stay,
He gave to fancy, and she threw't away.
Officina.
't Is so, with Lovers
young and full of fire,
For fancy is as forward as desire;
They 're apt to utter their complaints before
They come to find the key hole of the door.
Cunticula.
How impotent are cunts
to perfect joy?
That do loves fruit before't is ripe, distroy.
Officina.
The worst of Tarses
well may make its moan,
Since the Prickmaker cannot mil its own.
50
SODOM.
SCENE II.
A grove of cypress
trees, and others, est in the
shape of Pricks, several arbours, figures and plea-
sant ornaments in a Banqaetting house; men are
discover*d playing on dulcimers with their Pricks,
and women with jews Harps in their cunts; a youth
sitting under a Palmtree, in a melaneholty posture,
sings:
SONG.
0 gentle
Venus esse a Tarse
That owns that Cunfs a Queen;
Who lately sufferM by a Lara
And shanker8 harth fifteen.
Under her hand it panting lies
And fain it would, but cannot rise,
And when it is between her thighs
1 grieve
to fell such pocky pain
And draw my Pintle back again.
[Exit],
[Enter Bolloxinion, Borasthus and Pockbnbllo].
Bolloxinion.
Which of the G . ds more than myself can do?
Pockbnbllo.
Alas! Sir, they are Pimps, instead*) of you.
) ComparM.
SODOM.
51
Bolloxinion.
I'll than invade and
bugger all the G . da
And drain the spring of their immortal c da,
Then make them rub their arse*) till they cry:
You've frigg'd us out of immortality.
[RnUr
Flux].
Man of Philosophy, who does Prick prepare.
How chance so long thy council and thy care
Have been a stranger to our court**) _
Flux.
-o King,
I have this ten days been endeavouring
With all my skill and arts poor cunt to cure,
The tortur'd***) pains your nation doth endure.
The heavy symptoms have infected all,
I now may****) call it epidemical.
Men's pricks are eaten of the secret parts *****)
Of women, wither'd and despairing heart
*) Arses.
**) Man of philosophy,
who with great care
And counsel doth sick pricks repair,
And for renew'd encounters them prepare,
Why thus s stranger to our court?
*) torturing.
) must.
■) Men's Pricks are
eaten off, the secret parts of
women.
52
SODOM.
The children harbor
mournful discontents,
Complaining sorely of their fundaments.
The old do curse and envy those that swive;
Some fuck and bugger, th* they stink alive;
The young, who ne'er on nature did impose
To rob the*) charter, or corrupt her laws
Are taught at last to break al former vows,
And do but**) what love and nature diaalows.
Bolloxinion.
What Art doth Love and Nature contradict?
Flux.
That he...n doth all
these grievous pains inflict.
Nor do the Beauties of the Throne **) escape
The Queen is dead and Pricket has a dap,
Raving and mad the Princess is become,
With pains and ulcerations in her womb.
Bolloxinion.
Curse upon fate to
punish us of****) nought;
Can no redress nor remedy be sought?
Flux.
To Love and nature all
their rights restore
) her.
+*) And do what Love etc.
***) Nor do the darlings of thy throne.
*) for.
SODOM
53
Fuck women and let
buggery be no more:
It doth the procreative End destroy,
Which nature gave with pleasure to enjoy.
Please her, and she'll be kind: if you displease,
She turns into corruption and disease.
Bolloxinion.
How can I leave my old ) beloved son,
Which **) has so long my dear companion been ?
Flux.
Sirl it will prove the shortning of your live!
Bolloxinion.
Then must I go to the
old whore my wife.
Why did the G . ds, that gave leave to be
A king, not give me immortality?
To be a substitute to h ... en at will
I scorn the gift, I'll reign and bugger still.
[The clouds break
forth, then flry demons rise
and sing]-
Demons.
Kiss, Rise up and Dally
Prig, Swive and rally;
Curse, blaspheme and swear
Those that will witness bear.
) Most.
) Who.
S4
SODOM.
For the Bollox singes
Sodome off the hinges.
Bugger, bugger, bugger
All in hugger-mugger,
Fire doth descend:
't Is too late to amend.
[They vanish in
smoke].
[The Ghost of Cuntigratia arises].
Ghost.
Tyrant thy day of doom
is now come
My wretched fears
Thy want of penitence and tears.
1 now Hell's plagues partake
For thy damn'd sake.
We'll shortly meet again
With howlings, plague and pain.
[Dreadful shrieks and groan heard and horrid
apparitions seen].
pockbnbllo.
Pox on these sights, I'd rather have a whore.
Bolloxinion.
Or cunts rival.
Flux.
_______ For he . . ens sake no more;
Nature puts on me
prophetic ear,
Behold, the heavens all in a flame appear.
SODOM.
55
Bolloxinion.
Let heaven descend, and
set the world on fire
We to some darker cavern will retire.
[Fire brimstone, a
cloud of smoke rises]*
The Curtain palls.
THE EPILOGUE SPOKEN BY CUNTICULA.
You see gallants, the
Effects of Letchery
Why will you suffer cunts by hands to die?
Curse on the fop, that first devis'd the way
Pumping to spend, and frigg the soul away.
Can arsehole fire, thO it fierce and great
Infuse more than a cunfs immortal heat?
Or can a hand that dull uncharming thing
Flowers and whites, crown Prick, the female's king.
View the intreagues of swelling cunt and arse.
And tell me which of these best keeps the Tarse.
The hairs of Cunt and Prick about do roul
Curies in pure love, and tickles down each soul.
These are made pregnant, whilst bose *) dirty drabs
Fling spermy months and so engender crabs.
To shun which **) cunts, is to shun spreadings Evila;
A mercenary cunt is food for devils:
But we cunts sodomites made up of sperm
And fall of last vacation Time and Term,
) [base]?
)[?].
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SODOM.
We who for pleasures and great joys were bom,
Powder the hair, and wash the cnnt eaefa mora,
Expels those heats, which might perhaps arise;
Cloth in perfume onr alabaster thighs,
And make cunt fit for nose, for Hps and eyes:
Thus drest in Charmes, you should in crowds resort,
And hourly swive us, beauties at the court,
Naked, we lie to entertain your tsrses,
If you will but forsake men's beastly arses.
You need but come, when we our pleasures grant,
And swive us all, all over willing cunts;
Then foot not nature with your silly hand,
But come to us, whene'er your Pricks do stand;
THE EPILOGUE SPOKEN BY FUCKADILLA.
Damn ye my Lads, what
never a word to say
In praise or commendation of the play?
Nor me, how well I've acted here to day?
You look so sottish, now the play is done,
By G . d so sure, so squeamish every one
As if your Pricks had all besput'd your breeches
For want of cunts, oh h.... ns how my cunt itches-
See how it frets and soams at mouth, because
So much good seed was spent against Cunt Laws.
It makes me wish for some good brawny arse,
▼ell hsmg with a stiff hsttry swtegfaag > terse.
Oh, tow we tare and hog s greet Priapes;
He met has each a one shnfl wtftr ssttos as.
And after once, if we can nuke It rase?
Mast 00 again tad bravely fight love's price.
Hard fat* It is, we should to ae unjust
So cruel to tto thing which feeds osur lust,
But when we are oaee heated with delight,
A little fuck can't stay our appetite.
And yet eer pleasuroa, be* to thee* a toyl,
They plunder off
diem atieugth and wear tto spoil.
Daran'd feeble pricks, we tote ttont, they're hot toys;
We're for the more substantial solid Jey*
Of a brave stiff romantic swinging Prick
Thafs twice five inches long and seven thick.
My Cunt can well dispense with swell as this,
Or pleasure like it, o, f is all our bliss,
Our Heaven on earth, our chiefeet happiness.
But oh, the damn'd fates that attend excess:
Hard crueli hue that I could weep aa ocean
When I behold poor pintle without motion
Hanging upon bis masters thighs as dead:
Not having power far to raise its head.
I strookM and frigg'd him with my charming hand
Yet he's insensible, end will not stand;
I shew'd my cunt, and both my plumy whits thighe,
Yet all won't make the little spirit rise.
) Im Manuscript stent: swing!n.
SODOM.
lit
When that won't do, even then ray hot desire
Wants some new flesh for all to allay the Are.
Then I do wish, the G . ds had given Man Power
To swive a woman briskly for an hoar,
Oh, then I should have thought with all the rest
Of our lewd sex, we'd been for ever blest
But now I And my wishes are in vain
Alas, they serve but to increase my pain.
And now my cunt is a fucking strain.
Come my dear sons of whores, why don't you come?
And sscriAce your pintles to my womb?
Tbe best of cunts is like a common shore,
Come 7 or 8 at least, come half a score:
I'll swive with all, till I can swive no more!
MADAM SWIVIA IN THE PRAISE OF
HER CUNT.
Here is a mine or ocean
full of treasure,
't is we alone enjoy the chiefest pleasure,
Whilst men do toil and moil spend their strength,
The pleasure does to us rebound at length.
Men when they've spent are like some piece of wood
Or an insipid thing, thd flesh and blood,
Whilst we are still desirous of more
And valiantly dare challenge half a score,
Nay canthes like we'll swive with forty men;
Then home to our husbands and there swive again.
Finis.