What is a kisse? Why this, as some approve:
The sure sweet cement, glue, and lime of love.

What is a kisse? Why this, as some approve:
The sure sweet cement, glue, and lime of love.

Comin' through the rye, poor body,
Comin' through the rye,
She draigl't a' her petticoatie,
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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?

The sound of a kiss is much softer than that of a cannon - but it's echo lasts a great read more

The sound of a kiss is much softer than that of a cannon - but it's echo lasts a great deal longer.

And Steal immortal blessings from her lips; who,even in pure and vestal modesty, still blush, as thinking their own kisses read more

And Steal immortal blessings from her lips; who,even in pure and vestal modesty, still blush, as thinking their own kisses sin.

Love and electricity are one in the same, my dear.... if you do not feel the jolt in your soul read more

Love and electricity are one in the same, my dear.... if you do not feel the jolt in your soul every time a kiss is shared, a whisper is spoken, a touch is felt, then you're not really in love at all....

Tell me who first did kisses suggest?
It was a mouth all glowing and blest;
It kissed read more

Tell me who first did kisses suggest?
It was a mouth all glowing and blest;
It kissed and it thought of nothing beside.
The fair month of May was then in its pride,
The flowers were all from the earth fast springing,
The sun was laughing, the birds were singing.

Since there's no help, come let us kiss and part.

Since there's no help, come let us kiss and part.

First time he kiss'd me, he but only kiss'd
The fingers of this hand wherewith I write;
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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.

Then press my lips, where plays a flame of bliss,--
A pure and holy love-light,--and forsake
The read more

Then press my lips, where plays a flame of bliss,--
A pure and holy love-light,--and forsake
The angel for the woman in a kiss,
At once I wis,
My soul will wake!