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Blush, happy maiden, when you feel The lips which press love's glowing seal; But as the slow years darklier roll, Grown wiser, the experienced soul Will own as dearer far than they The lips which kiss the tears away. - Elizabeth Akers Allen ("Florence Percy"), Kisses But is there nothing else, That we may do but only walk? Methinks Brothers and sisters lawfully may kiss. - Francis Beaumont and John Fletcher, A King and No King (act IV, sc. 4) Kiss till the cows come home. - Francis Beaumont and John Fletcher, Scornful Lady (act II, sc. 2) A kiss is a lovely trick designed by nature to stop speech when words become superfluous. - Ingrid Bergman Jenny, she's aw weet, peer body, Jenny's like to cry; For she hes weet her petticoats In gangin' thro' the rye, Peer body. - Miss Susanna Blamire and Miss Catherine Gilpin, said to be their joint production, before 1794 Remember the Viper:--'twas close at your feet, How you started and threw yourself into my arms; Not a strawberry there was so ripe nor so sweet As the lips which I kiss'd to subdue your alarms. - Robert Bloomfield, Nancy (st. 4) Four sweet lips, two pure souls, and one undying affection,--these are love's pretty ingredients for a kiss. - Christian Nestell Bovee It is the passion that is in a kiss that gives to it its sweetness; it is the affection in a kiss that sanctifies it. - Christian Nestell Bovee * * * * * And when my lips meet thine Thy very soul is wedded unto mine. - Hjalmar Hjorth Boyesen . . . And when my lips meet thine Thy very soul is wedded unto mine. - Hjalmar Hjorth Boyesen, Thy Gracious Face I Greet with Glad Surprise A kiss makes the heart young again and wipes out the years. - Rupert Brooke Thy lips which spake wrong counsel, I kiss close. - Elizabeth Barrett Browning, Drama of Exile (sc. Farther on, etc., l. 992) I was betrothed that day; I wore a troth kiss on my lips I could not give away. - Elizabeth Barrett Browning, Lay of the Brown Rosary (pt. II) First time he kiss'd me, he but only kiss'd The fingers of this hand wherewith I write; And ever since it grew more clean and white. - Elizabeth Barrett Browning, Sonnets from the Portuguese (sonnet XXXVIII) Something made of nothing, tasting very sweet, A most delicious compound, with ingredients complete; But if as on occasion the heart and mind are sour, It has no great significance, it loses half its power. - Mary E. Buell, The Kiss My lips pressed themselves involuntarily to hers--a long, long kiss, burning intense--concentrating emotion, heart, soul, all the rays of life's light, into a single focus. - William Henry Lytton Earle Bulwer, Sir Henry Bulwer Comin' through the rye, poor body, Comin' through the rye, She draigl't a' her petticoatie, Comin' through the rye . . . . Gin a body meet a body Comin' through the rye, Gin a body kiss a body Need a body cry? - Robert Burns, The Bob-tailed Lass, taken from an old song You would think, if our lips were made of horn and stuck out a foot or two from our faces, kisses at any rate would be done for. Not so. No creatures kiss each other so much as the birds. - Charles Buxton Eden revives in the first kiss of love. - Lord Byron (George Gordon Noel Byron) "Kiss" rhymes to "bliss" in fact, as well as verse. - Lord Byron (George Gordon Noel Byron) Sweetest memorial, the first kiss of love. - Lord Byron (George Gordon Noel Byron) A long, long kiss, a kiss of youth, and love. - Lord Byron (George Gordon Noel Byron), Don Juan (canto II, st. 186) Come, lay thy head upon my breast, And I will kiss thee into rest. - Lord Byron (George Gordon Noel Byron), The Bride of Abydos (canto I, st. 11) When age chills the blood, when our pleasures are past-- For years fleet away with the wings of the dove-- The dearest remembrance will still be the last, Our sweetest memorial the first kiss of love. - Lord Byron (George Gordon Noel Byron), The First Kill of Love (st. 7) Kisses kept are wasted; Love is to be tasted. There are some you love, I know; Be not loath to tell them so. Lips go dry and eyes grow wet Waiting to be warmly met, Keep them not in waiting yet; Kisses kept are wasted. - Edmund Vance Cooke, Kisses Kept Are Wasted Displaying page 1 of 5 for this topic: Next >> [1] 2 3 4 5
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