Hamilton, “stuck” in a clerking job in nowheresville-St. Croix, was 16 years old, and although he had a lot of responsibility as a shipping clerk, (a LOT of responsibility, he basically ran the joint) – he wanted to get things moving for himself. He wanted attention. He started to submit some of his poems to the “Gazette”. He (as he did throughout his life) lied about his age, saying he was 17. When he was a kid he always said he was older, and when he was a man he always lopped a few years off his age (to make it seem like he was even MORE of a prodigy). Anyway, he sent these randy erotic poems to the newspaper, and they were published under the name “A.H.” Both of the poems will show that the kid was wise beyond his years, on multiple levels. The poems made a sensation. Hamilton loved being “notorious”.
Here’s the first one:
In yonder mead my love I found
Beside a murm’ring brook reclin’d:
Her pretty lambkins dancing ’round
Secure in harmless bliss.
I bade the waters gently glide
And vainly hushed the heedless wind,
Then, softly kneeling by her side
I stole a silent kiss.
And here’s the second one, even more explicit and sexy.
Coelia’s an artful little slut;
Be fond, she’ll kiss, et cetera — but
She must have all her will;
For, do but rub her ‘gainst the grain
Behold a storm, blow winds and rain,
Go bid the waves be still.
Very good erotic advice, AH, very good.
