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ELOQUENCE - ORATOR.
As I listen'd to thee,
10. His words of learned length and thundering sound,
And still they gaz'd, and still the wonder grew,
11. Here rills of oily eloquence in soft Meanders lubricate the course they take.
-The grand debate,
13. For rhetoric, he could not ope
His mouth, but out there flew a trope.
My listening powers
Were aw'd, and every thought in silence hung,
15. Thy words had such a melting flow,
And spoke of truth so sweetly well,
16. He scratch'd his ear, the infallible resource To which embarrass'd people have recourse.
BYRON'S Don Juan.
17. Henry, the forest-born Demosthenes,
Whose thunder shook the Philip of the seas.
18. His talk is the sweet extract of all speech, And holds mine ear in blissful slavery.
19. Thus stor'd with intellectual riches,
20. Oh! as the bee upon the flower, I hang Upon the honey of thy eloquent tongue. BULWER'S Lady of Lyons.
TRUMBULL'S Mc Fingal.
His words seem'd oracles
That pierc'd their bosoms; and each man would turn
22. Eloquence, that charms and burns, Startles, soothes, and wins, by turns.
24. Now with a giant's might
He heaves the ponderous thought,
J. H. CLINCH.
23. There's a charm in deliv'ry, a magical art,
MRS. A. B. WELBY.
EMBRACE - KISS.
25. He ceas'd; the solemn silence now was broke,
1. Teach not thy lip such scorn; for it was made For kissing, lady, not for such contempt.
3. These poor, half kisses kill me quite; Was ever man so serv'd?
J. T. WATSON.
2. Kiss the tear from her lip, you'll find the rose The sweeter for the dew.
Amidst an ocean of delight,
4. Sweet were his kisses on my balmy lips
5. The fragrant infancy of op'ning flowers Flow'd to my senses in that melting kiss!
6. I felt, the while, a pleasing kind of smart;
7. The kiss you take is paid by that you give; The joy is mutual, and I'm still in debt.
8. He scarce afforded one kind parting word, But went away so cold, the kiss he gave me Seem'd the forc'd compliment of sated love.
10. I ne'er on that lip for a moment have gaz'd, But a thousand temptations beset me,
11. A long, long kiss-a kiss of youth and love,
And I've thought, as the dear little rubies you've rais'd,
BYRON'S Don Juan. 12. Kiss rhymes to bliss in fact, as well as verse. BYRON'S Don Juan.
13. I love the sex, and sometimes would reverse
BYRON'S Don Juan. 14. She rose-she sprung-she clung to his embrace Till his heart heav'd beneath her hidden face; He dar'd not raise to his that deep blue eye, Which, downcast, droop'd in tearless agony. Her long fair hair lay floating o'er her arms In all the wildness of dishevell'd charms. Scarce beat that bosom where his image dwelt, So full-that feeling seem'd almost unfelt.
15. And Paulo by degrees gently embrac'd
EMBRACE - KISS.
With one permitted arm, her lovely waist;
-The twofold bliss,
17. The roses on your cheeks were never made
-And her white arms hung
19. It was enough-each wild and throbbing heart Was closely beating 'gainst its dearer part.
21. Balmy seal of soft affection,
MRS. C. H. W. Esling.
20. And with a velvet lip print on his brow Such language as the tongue hath never spoken. MRS. SIGOURNEY.
Tenderest pledge of future bliss,
22. As o'er her drooping form he softly bent,
Varying each moment with her rich thought's flow,