_Queen._ Give me mine own again; ’twere no good part, To take on me to keep, and kill thy heart. [_Kiss again._ So now I have mine own again, begone, That I may strive to kill it with a groan. _Richard II._, v. 1. * * * * * I understand thy kisses, and thou mine, And that’s a feeling disputation. _1 Henry IV._, ii. 2. * * * * * _Falstaff._ Thou dost give me flattering busses. _Doll._ Nay, truly: I kiss thee with a most constant heart. _2 Henry IV._, ii. 4. * * * * * _Pistol._ Touch her soft mouth, and march. _Bardolph._ Farewell, hostess. [_Kissing her._ _Nym._ I cannot kiss, that is the humor of it; but adieu. _Henry V._, ii. 4. * * * * * I kiss his dirty shoe, and from my heart-strings I love the lovely bully. _Henry V._, iv. 1. * * * * * _King Henry._ Katharine, break thy mind to me in broken English. Wilt thou have me? _Katharine._ Dat is, as it shall please de _roy mon pere_. _Hen._ Nay, it will please him well, Kate; it shall please him, Kate. _Kath._ Den it shall also content me. _Hen._ Upon that I will kiss your hand, and I call you—my queen. _Kath._ _Laissez, mon seigneur, laissez, laissez: ma foy, je ne veux point que vous abaissez vostre grandeur en baisant la main d’un vostre indigne serviteure; excusez moy, je vous supplie, mon tres puissant seigneur._ _Hen._ Then I will kiss your lips, Kate. _Kath._ _Les dames, et damoiselles, pour estre baisées devant leur nopces, il n’est pas le coutume de France._ _Hen._ Madam my interpreter, what says she? _Alice._ Dat it is not de fashion _pour les_ ladies of France,—I cannot tell what is, _baiser_, _en_ English. _Hen._ To kiss. _Alice._ Your majesty _entendre_ bettre _que moy_. _Hen._ It is not the fashion for the maids in France to kiss before they are married, would she say? _Alice._ _Ouy, vrayment._ _Hen._ O Kate, nice customs curtsey to great kings. Dear Kate, you and I cannot be confined within the weak list of a country’s fashion; we are the makers of manners, Kate; and the liberty that follows our places stops the mouths of all find-faults, as I will do yours, for upholding the nice fashion of your country, in denying me a kiss: therefore, patiently, and yielding [_kissing her_]. You have witchcraft in your lips, Kate; there is more eloquence in the sugar touch of them than in the tongues of the French council, and they should sooner persuade Harry of England than a general petition of monarchs. _Henry V._, v. 2. * * * * *