Kisses

There was an old maiden from Fife,
Who had never been kissed in her life;
    Along came a cat;
    And she said, "I'll kiss that!"
But the cat answered, "Not on your life!"

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Nursery Rhyme. LXXXVIII. Proverbs.

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Extravagance

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Nursery Rhyme. CCXXVIII. Riddles.

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Nursery Rhyme. CLXXIV. Songs.

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Here's to a kiss:
Give me a kiss, and to that kiss add a score,
Then to that twenty add a hundred more;
A thousand to that hundred, and so kiss on,
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Treble that million, and when that is done
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Kiss, The

"What other men have dared, I dare,"
    He said. "I'm daring, too:
And tho' they told me to beware,
    One kiss I'll take from you.

"Did I say one? Forgive me, dear;
    That was a grave mistake,
For when I've taken one, I fear,
    One hundred more I'll take.

"'Tis sweet one kiss from you to win,
    But to stop there? Oh, no!
One kiss is only to begin;
    There is no end, you know."

The maiden rose from where she sat
    And gently raised her head:
"No man has ever talked like that,
    You may begin," she said.

Thomas Oldham

A Ballad Of Kisses.

I.

    There are three kisses that I call to mind,
    And I will sing their secrets as I go.
    The first, a kiss too courteous to be kind,
    Was such a kiss as monks and maidens know;
    As sharp as frost, as blameless as the snow.


II.

    The second kiss, ah God! I feel it yet,
    And evermore my soul will loathe the same.
    The toys and joys of fate I may forget,
    But not the touch of that divided shame:
    It clove my lips; it burnt me like a flame.


III.

    The third, the final kiss, is one I use
    Morning and noon and night; and not amiss.
    Sorrow be mine if such I do refuse!
    And when I die, be love, enrapt in bliss,
    Re-sanctified in Heaven by such a kiss.

Eric Mackay

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Here's to the red of the holly berry,
    And to its leaf so green;
And here's to the lips that are just as red,
    And the fellow who's not so green.

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There was a young sailor of Lyd,
Who loved a fair Japanese kid;
    When it came to good-bye,
    They were eager but shy,
So they put up a sunshade and - did.

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