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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE FIRST KISS, by THEODORE WATTS-DUNTON Poet's Biography First Line: If only in dreams may man be fully blest Last Line: Pass'd into spirit at the touch of hers! Alternate Author Name(s): Watts, Theodore Subject(s): Kisses | |||
IF only in dreams may man be fully blest, Is heav'n a dream? Is she I clasp'd a dream? Or stood she here even now where dewdrops gleam And miles of furze shine golden down the West? I seem to clasp her still -- still on my breast Her bosom beats, -- I see the blue eyes beam: -- I think she kiss'd these lips, for now they seem Scarce mine: so hallow'd of the lips they press'd! Yon thicket's breath -- can that be eglantine? Those birds -- can they be morning's choristers? Can this be earth? Can these be banks of furze? Like burning bushes fir'd of God they shine! I seem to know them, though this body of mine Pass'd into spirit at the touch of hers! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...CHAMBER MUSIC: 31 by JAMES JOYCE CHAMBER MUSIC: 34 by JAMES JOYCE KISSING AGAIN by DORIANNE LAUX PROMISES, PROMISES by PAUL MULDOON THE CITY OF THE OLESHA FRUIT by NORMAN DUBIE PENDULUM by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON A TALK ON WATERLOO BRIDGE; THE LAST NIGHT OF GEORGE BORROW by THEODORE WATTS-DUNTON |
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