Sweet kiss, thy sweets I fain would sweetly endite, Which even of sweetness sweetest sweetener art: Pleasing'st consort, where each sense holds a part; Which, coupling doves, guides Venus' chariot right; Best charge, and bravest retreat in Cupid's fight; A double key, which opens to the heart, Most rich, when most his riches it impart; Nest of young joys, schoolmaster of delight, Teaching the mean at once to take and give; The friendly fray, where blows both wound and heal; The pretty death, while each in other live; Poor hope's first wealth, hostage of promised weal, Breakfast of love -- but lo, lo, where she is: Cease we to praise, now pray we for a kiss. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE BALLAD OF WILLIAM SYCAMORE (1790-1880) by STEPHEN VINCENT BENET THE TENTH MUSE: THE PROLOGUE by ANNE BRADSTREET FAREWELL TO LOVE; SONNET by SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGE PASSION'S HOUNDS by WILLIAM HENRY DAVIES AFTER THE WAR by RICHARD THOMAS LE GALLIENNE |