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THE WINGS OF LOVE.

SAID TO BE PRODUCED BY KISSES.

'Tis said Love flies:—Whence sprung his wings?
The boy was born with no such things;
For Innocence would never rove,
And wings were needless then for Love:
Nor did they shoot as up he grew,
Fond infancy is pure and true;
And still unfledg'd he reach'd the age
When gentle sighs the heart engage;
For constancy will ever prove
The sister fair of youthful Love.

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But soon as e'er one balmy kiss
From Chloe's lip had seal'd his bliss,
And taught his little heart to leap,
The callow points began to peep:
Another kiss—the callow points
To pinions sprout with downy joints:
Kiss follows kiss—two days 'tis said,
Full plumage o'er the pinions spread.
In fine, he talk'd and woo'd so well,
He gain'd much more than I shall tell:
Soon as his power the urchin knew,
He proudly clapp'd his wings and flew.