Give me, my love, that billing kiss I taught you one delicious night, When, turning epicures in bliss, We tried inventions of delight. Come, gently steal my lips along, And let your lips in murmurs move, -- Ah, no! -- again -- that kiss was wrong -- How can you be so dull, my love? 'Cease, cease!' the blushing girl replied -- And in her milky arms she caught me -- 'How can you thus your pupil chide; You know '@3twas in the dark@1 you taught me!' | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...A PRAYER by PAUL LAURENCE DUNBAR A SOLILOQUY; OCCASIONED BY THE CHIRPING OF A GRASSHOPPER by WALTER HARTE TALES OF A WAYSIDE INN: THE THIRD DAY: AZRAEL by HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW FRINGED GENTIANS by AMY LOWELL PEGGY, FR. THE GENTLE SHEPHERD by ALLAN RAMSAY THE PROEM. TO LOVE by PHILIP AYRES SONG, FR. THE LOVER'S PROGRESS by FRANCIS BEAUMONT IN VINCULIS; SONNETS WRITTEN IN AN IRISH PRISON: DEEDS MIGHT HAVE BEEN by WILFRID SCAWEN BLUNT |