My mistress, kiss me, clasp me, hold me close! Thy breath on my breath, warm me till I live! A thousand kisses take, a thousand give! Love loves the infinite, nor limit knows. Kiss me, and kiss me yet again! Life goes, Stealing, fair mouth, thy beauty fugitive, And leaving lips no longer sensitive, Lips wan and hueless, nothing like to those. Ah, while we live, kiss me with lips of rose, And kissing, stammer words that half unclose These clasped close-clinging lips, words broken and few. Die in my arms, Death shall our shades unite. Or wake to life, and I will live anew. Life's day -- so brief, alas! -- excels the night. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...GRIEF by ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING THE FOUNTAIN by JAMES RUSSELL LOWELL LINES WRITTEN IN A CITY COMPOSING-ROOM by FRANKLIN PIERCE ADAMS FRAGMENTS INTENDED FOR DEATH'S JEST-BOOK: SORROW by THOMAS LOVELL BEDDOES JERUSALEM by JOHN GARDINER CALKINS BRAINARD FRIENDSHIP by MARIA GOWEN BROOKS |