Come hither, womankind and all their worth, Give me thy kisses as I call them forth. Give me the billing kiss, that of the dove, A kiss of love; The melting kiss, a kiss that doth consume To a perfume; The extract kiss, of every sweet a part, A kiss of art; The kiss which ever stirs some new delight, A kiss of might; The twaching smacking kiss, and when you cease, A kiss of peace; The music kiss, crochet-and-quaver time; The kiss of rhyme; The kiss of eloquence, which doth belong Unto the tongue; The kiss of all the sciences in one, The Kiss alone. So, 'tis enough. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE FACTORY; 'TIS AN ACCURSED THING! by LETITIA ELIZABETH LANDON THAT HOLY THING by GEORGE MACDONALD PATRIOTIC SONG by ERNST MORITZ ARNDT THE WHITE WATCH (OPUS JUVENIS) by GORDON BOTTOMLEY ASOLANDO: INAPPREHENSIVENESS by ROBERT BROWNING |