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?

Jenny, she's aw weet, peer body,
Jenny's like to cry;
For she hes weet her petticoats
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Jenny, she's aw weet, peer body,
Jenny's like to cry;
For she hes weet her petticoats
In gangin' thro' the rye,
Peer body.

Kisses kept are wasted;
Love is to be tasted.
There are some you love, I know;
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Kisses kept are wasted;
Love is to be tasted.
There are some you love, I know;
Be not loath to tell them so.
Lips go dry and eyes grow wet
Waiting to be warmly met,
Keep them not in waiting yet;
Kisses kept are wasted.

I steal a kiss from her sleeping shadow moves. 'Cause I'll always miss her wherever she goes. And I'll always read more

I steal a kiss from her sleeping shadow moves. 'Cause I'll always miss her wherever she goes. And I'll always need her more than she could ever need me. I need someone to ease my mind, but sometimes a someone is so hard to find.

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.

A kiss is a rosy dot over the 'i' of loving.

A kiss is a rosy dot over the 'i' of loving.

Tell me who first did kisses suggest?
It was a mouth all glowing and blest;
It kissed read more

Tell me who first did kisses suggest?
It was a mouth all glowing and blest;
It kissed and it thought of nothing beside.
The fair month of May was then in its pride,
The flowers were all from the earth fast springing,
The sun was laughing, the birds were singing.

By starlight, I'll kiss you, and promise to be your one and only. I'll make you feel happy and leave read more

By starlight, I'll kiss you, and promise to be your one and only. I'll make you feel happy and leave you to be lost in mine.

The sound of a kiss is much softer than that of a cannon - but it's echo lasts a great read more

The sound of a kiss is much softer than that of a cannon - but it's echo lasts a great deal longer.