The Shamrock or, Hibernian Cresses. A Collection of Poems, Songs, Epigrams, &c. Latin as well as English, The Original Production of Ireland. To which are subjoined thoughts on the prevailing system of school education, respecting young ladies as well as gentlemen: with practical proposals for a reformation [by Samuel Whyte] |
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ON THE ORIGIN AND IMPROVEMENT OF KISSES.
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ON THE ORIGIN AND IMPROVEMENT OF KISSES.
A genuine RECIPE.
Venus, one Day, in sportive Mood,
A Compound made for Kisses;
And thus the charming Work pursu'd,
To crown all human Blisses.
A Compound made for Kisses;
And thus the charming Work pursu'd,
To crown all human Blisses.
Soft nectarous Showers, well prepar'd,
Her Graces first produce;
These, deeply ting'd, she more endear'd
With rich ambrosial Juice.
Her Graces first produce;
These, deeply ting'd, she more endear'd
With rich ambrosial Juice.
Sly Cupid, next, the Poets sing,
Bean-blossom Honey brought,
Which, at the Price of many a Sting,
The Urchin dearly bought.
Bean-blossom Honey brought,
Which, at the Price of many a Sting,
The Urchin dearly bought.
The Violet, and the Summer Rose,
Their grateful Odours lend;
The Zephyrs, too, their Aids disclose,
And all their Fragrance blend.
Their grateful Odours lend;
The Zephyrs, too, their Aids disclose,
And all their Fragrance blend.
A countless Treasure, then, she takes
Of Dimples, Smiles, and Loves;
Which, adding, her fam'd Girdle makes,
Or, where it finds, improves.
Of Dimples, Smiles, and Loves;
Which, adding, her fam'd Girdle makes,
Or, where it finds, improves.
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With this, her Recipe complete,
How bless'd who haply sips!
Venus, enhancing every Sweet,
Imbu'd Amira's Lips.
How bless'd who haply sips!
Venus, enhancing every Sweet,
Imbu'd Amira's Lips.
Both Cytherea, and her Son,
Now pleased, resign their Parts;
Amira sits on Beauty's Throne,
And Kisses are her Darts.
Now pleased, resign their Parts;
Amira sits on Beauty's Throne,
And Kisses are her Darts.
Shun, shun, fond Youth, the fatal Snare,
Nor tempt the latent Smart;
For buxome, blithe, and debonair,
She'll pierce you to the Heart.
Nor tempt the latent Smart;
For buxome, blithe, and debonair,
She'll pierce you to the Heart.
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