Collins Albatross Book of Verse: English and American Poetry from the Thirteenth Century to the Present Day |
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“ I would do more for thee , Margaret , Than would any of thy kin : And I will kiss thy pale , cold lips Though thy smile I cannot win . ” > With that bespake the seven brothers , Making a piteous moan : You may go kiss your jolly brown ...
“ I would do more for thee , Margaret , Than would any of thy kin : And I will kiss thy pale , cold lips Though thy smile I cannot win . ” > With that bespake the seven brothers , Making a piteous moan : You may go kiss your jolly brown ...
Page 114
She said maids must kiss no men Till they did for good and all . ... Yea and nay , and faith and troth , Such as silly shepherds use When they will not love abuse , Love which had been long deluded Was with kisses sweet concluded .
She said maids must kiss no men Till they did for good and all . ... Yea and nay , and faith and troth , Such as silly shepherds use When they will not love abuse , Love which had been long deluded Was with kisses sweet concluded .
Page 423
IN A GONDOLA The moth's kiss , first ! Kiss me as if you made believe You were not sure , this eve , How my face , your flower , had pursed Its petals up ; so , here and there You brush it , till I grow aware Who wants me , and wide ...
IN A GONDOLA The moth's kiss , first ! Kiss me as if you made believe You were not sure , this eve , How my face , your flower , had pursed Its petals up ; so , here and there You brush it , till I grow aware Who wants me , and wide ...
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