THE WAY OF A VIRGIN.
"Ah! insatiable coynte," quoth the tailor to her. "It had been thy death had they cut my yard.[1]
- ↑ The main theme of these foregoing contes—the yard which increases to gigantic proportions—is not confined to Russian folk-lore. In Kruptadia, vol. 2: Some Erotic Folk-Lore from Scotland, we find the following:— A man and a woman were in each other's embraces. The man was succuba. His yard began to enlarge and enlarge and lift the woman. When she was nearly reaching the roof she exclaimed: "Farewell freens, farewell foes, For I'm awa' to heaven On a pintel's nose."
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