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When age chills the blood, when our pleasures are past--
For years fleet away with the wings of the read more
When age chills the blood, when our pleasures are past--
For years fleet away with the wings of the dove--
The dearest remembrance will still be the last,
Our sweetest memorial the first kiss of love.
People who throw kisses are mighty, hopelessly lazy.
People who throw kisses are mighty, hopelessly lazy.
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.
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.
A kiss is a rosy dot over the 'i' of loving.
A kiss is a rosy dot over the 'i' of loving.
A kiss is a lovely trick designed by nature to stop speech when words become superfluous.
A kiss is a lovely trick designed by nature to stop speech when words become superfluous.
If a body meet a body going to the Fair,
If a body kiss a body need a body read more
If a body meet a body going to the Fair,
If a body kiss a body need a body care?
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.