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25. He ceas'd; the solemn silence now was broke,
EMBRACE - KISS.
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.
EMBRACE - KISS.
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.
Her lips, so rich in blisses,
11. A long, long kiss-a kiss of youth and love,
10. I ne'er on that lip for a moment have gaz'd,
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
One neck, which he with one fell stroke might pierce :"
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.
-The twofold bliss,
The promis'd wedding, and the present kiss.
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
Tenderest pledge of future bliss,
22. As o'er her drooping form he softly bent,
Varying each moment with her rich thought's flow,
23. I know thou dost love me-ay! frown if thou wilt, And curl that beautiful lip,
Which I never can gaze on without the guilt
C. F. HOFFMAN.
1. Down where yon anch'ring vessel spreads the sail,
Pass from the shore, and darken all the strand.
2. Good heaven! what sorrows gloom'd that parting day,
Hung round the bowers, and fondly look'd their last,
3. Behold the duteous son, the sire decay'd,
Slow night drew on,
Spake bitter things. His weary children slept,
MRS. L. H. SIGOURNEY.
EMULATION - ENEMY - HATRED, &c.
5. Let us depart! the universal sun
Confines not to one land his blessed beams;
6. With all that's ours, together let us rise,
ENEMY-HATRED - MALICE.
1. For never can true reconcilement grow
Where wounds of deadly hate have pierc'd so deep.
2. He, who would free from malice pass his days, Must live obscure, and never merit praise.
3. Lands, intersected by a narrow frith,
Abhor each other. Mountains, interpos'd,
4. Offend her, and she knows not to forgive; Oblige her, and she 'll hate you while you live.