ONE kiss from all others prevents me, And sets all my pulses astir, And burns on my lips and torments me: 'T is the kiss that I fain would give her. One kiss for all others requites me, Although it is never to be, And sweetens my dreams and invites me: 'T is the kiss that she dare not give me. Ah, could it be mine, it were sweeter Than honey bees garner in dream, Though its bliss on my lips were fleeter Than a swallow's dip to the stream. And yet, thus denied, it can never In the prose of life vanish away; O'er my lips it must hover forever, The sunshine and shade of my day. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE CHINESE LAUNDRYMAN by KAREN SWENSON ORPHEUS AND EURYDICE: THE POWER OF MUSIC by SAMUEL LISLE THE YOUNG MAY MOON by THOMAS MOORE AN ALPINE DESCENT by SAMUEL ROGERS THE MULBERRY GARDEN: CHILD AND MAIDEN by CHARLES SEDLEY CHAMPAGNE, 1914-1915 by ALAN SEEGER EPISTLES ON THE CHARACTER AND CONDITION OF WOMEN: 3 by LUCY AIKEN |