O kiss, which dost those ruddy gems impart, Or gems, or fruits of new-found paradise, Breathing all bliss, and sweetening to the heart, Teaching dumb lips a nobler exercise; O kiss, which souls, even souls together ties By links of love, and only nature's art; How fain would I paint thee to all men's eyes, Or of thy gifts at least shade out some part. But she forbids; with blushing words, she says She builds her fame on higher seated praise; But my heart burns, I cannot silent be. Then since (dear life) you fain would have me peace, And I, mad with delight, want wit to cease, Stop you my mouth with still still kissing me. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...NATURAL HISTORY by MOTHER GOOSE EDGE by CHARLOTTE FARRINGTON BABCOCK TO BARON DE STONNE WITH AIKIN'S ESSAYS ON SONG-WRITING by ANNA LETITIA BARBAULD TO HIS MISTRESS by RICHARD BARNFIELD SONG BY AN OLD SHEPHERD by WILLIAM BLAKE ROSE D'AMOUR by MATHILDE BLIND |