Poems and Essays By the late William Caldwell Roscoe. (Edited with a Prefatory Memoir, by his Brother-in-law, Richard Holt Hutton) |
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[When I asked her, “Wilt thou kiss me?’]
When I asked her, “Wilt thou kiss me?’
Naught she said, but hung her cheek so;
As if she were thinking, thinking
Whether she might do't or no.
Naught she said, but hung her cheek so;
As if she were thinking, thinking
Whether she might do't or no.
Then her fair kind face upturning,
One sweet touch I there did win;
As if she were thinking, thinking
Such small graces are no sin.
One sweet touch I there did win;
As if she were thinking, thinking
Such small graces are no sin.
She therein lost no composure,
Nor ashamed did she seem;
Truly chaste may grant such favour,
And therein lose no esteem.
Nor ashamed did she seem;
Truly chaste may grant such favour,
And therein lose no esteem.
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