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 | The writings of James Russell Lowell |  |
AGRO-DOLCE
One kiss from all others prevents me,
And sets all my pulses astir,
And burns on my lips and torments me:
'T is the kiss that I fain would give her.
And sets all my pulses astir,
And burns on my lips and torments me:
'T is the kiss that I fain would give her.
One kiss for all others requites me,
Although it is never to be,
And sweetens my dreams and invites me:
'T is the kiss that she dare not give me.
Although it is never to be,
And sweetens my dreams and invites me:
'T is the kiss that she dare not give me.
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Ah, could it be mine, it were sweeter
Than honey bees garner in dream,
Though its bliss on my lips were fleeter
Than a swallow's dip to the stream.
Than honey bees garner in dream,
Though its bliss on my lips were fleeter
Than a swallow's dip to the stream.
And yet, thus denied, it can never
In the prose of life vanish away;
O'er my lips it must hover forever,
The sunshine and shade of my day.
In the prose of life vanish away;
O'er my lips it must hover forever,
The sunshine and shade of my day.
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