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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.
A kiss is a rosy dot over the 'i' of loving.
A kiss is a rosy dot over the 'i' of loving.
Jenny, she's aw weet, peer body,
Jenny's like to cry;
For she hes weet her petticoats
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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.
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?
Give me a kisse, and to that kisse a score;
Then to that twenty, adde a hundred more;
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Give me a kisse, and to that kisse a score;
Then to that twenty, adde a hundred more;
A thousand to that hundred; so kiss on,
To make that thousand up a million;
Treble that million, and when that is done,
Let's kisse afresh, as when we first begun.
Blush, happy maiden, when you feel
The lips which press love's glowing seal;
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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.
Few men know how to kiss well. Fortunately, I've always had time to teach them.
Few men know how to kiss well. Fortunately, I've always had time to teach them.
A kiss is a lovely trick designed by nature to stop speech when words become superfluous.
A kiss is a lovely trick designed by nature to stop speech when words become superfluous.
Remember the Viper:--'twas close at your feet,
How you started and threw yourself into my arms;
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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.