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 replies - And in her milky arms she caught me - 'How can you thus your pupil chide; You know' twas in the dark you taught me!' | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...WHEN DE CO'N PONE'S HOT by PAUL LAURENCE DUNBAR WHERE THE PICNIC WAS by THOMAS HARDY A CHRISTMAS CAROL by JOSIAH GILBERT HOLLAND IN AN ARTIST'S STUDIO by CHRISTINA GEORGINA ROSSETTI THE PITY OF LOVE by WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS LONDON WIND by LAWRENCE ALMA-TADEMA |