Comin' through the rye, poor body,
Comin' through the rye,
She draigl't a' her petticoatie,
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Comin' through the rye, poor body,
Comin' through the rye,
She draigl't a' her petticoatie,
Comin' through the rye
. . . .
Gin a body meet a body
Comin' through the rye,
Gin a body kiss a body
Need a body cry?

A kiss that is never tasted, is forever and ever wasted.

A kiss that is never tasted, is forever and ever wasted.

Ancient lovers believed a kiss would literally unite their souls, because the spirit was said to be carried in one's read more

Ancient lovers believed a kiss would literally unite their souls, because the spirit was said to be carried in one's breath.

Then press my lips, where plays a flame of bliss,--
A pure and holy love-light,--and forsake
The read more

Then press my lips, where plays a flame of bliss,--
A pure and holy love-light,--and forsake
The angel for the woman in a kiss,
At once I wis,
My soul will wake!

What is a kisse? Why this, as some approve:
The sure sweet cement, glue, and lime of love.

What is a kisse? Why this, as some approve:
The sure sweet cement, glue, and lime of love.

Few men know how to kiss well. Fortunately, I've always had time to teach them.

Few men know how to kiss well. Fortunately, I've always had time to teach them.

Kisses honeyed by oblivion.

Kisses honeyed by oblivion.

Blush, happy maiden, when you feel
The lips which press love's glowing seal;
But as the slow read more

Blush, happy maiden, when you feel
The lips which press love's glowing seal;
But as the slow years darklier roll,
Grown wiser, the experienced soul
Will own as dearer far than they
The lips which kiss the tears away.

Remember the Viper:--'twas close at your feet,
How you started and threw yourself into my arms;
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Remember the Viper:--'twas close at your feet,
How you started and threw yourself into my arms;
Not a strawberry there was so ripe nor so sweet
As the lips which I kiss'd to subdue your alarms.