Then with great haste I clasped my arms about her neck and waist; About her yielding waist, and took a fouth Of sweetest kisses frae her glowing mouth. While hard and fast I held her in my grips, My very saul came louping to my lips; Sair, sair she flet wi’ me ’tween ilka smack, But weel I kend she meant na as she spak. ALLAN RAMSAY. * * * * * Oh, were I made by some transforming power The captive bird that sings within thy bower! Then might my voice thy listening ears employ, And I those kisses he receives enjoy. POPE. * * * * * On her white breast a sparkling cross she wore, Which Jews might kiss, and infidels adore. POPE. * * * * * Be plain in dress, and sober in your diet; In short, my deary, kiss me, and be quiet. LADY MONTAGUE: _Summary of Advice_. * * * * * Never man before More blest; nor like this kiss hath been another, Nor ever beauties like, met at such closes, But in the kisses of two damask roses. BROWN: _Pastorals_. * * * * * At these sweet words, how shall I tell my joy? I called him to my side. He rose, approached, And trembling seized the hand I proffered him, A pledge of reconcilèd love; and, ah! So fervent kissed it, that my very heart Leaped in my bosom; then full many a sigh He breathed, with sweet regards and fond caress. GOLDONI. * * * * * The kiss snatched hasty from the sidelong maid, On purpose guardless, or pretending sleep. THOMSON: _Winter_. * * * * * The rose he in his bosom wore, How oft upon my breast was seen; And when I kissed the drooping flower, Behold, he cried, it blooms again! COWPER. * * * * * Soft child of love, thou balmy bliss, Inform me, O delicious kiss! Why thou so suddenly art gone, Lost in the moment thou art won? WOLCOT. * * * * * I ken’t her heart was a’ my ain; I loved her most sincerely; I kissed her owre and owre again, Amang the rigs o’ barley. BURNS. * * * * * Her lips, more than the cherries bright, A richer dye has graced them; They charm th’ admiring gazer’s sight, And sweetly tempt to taste them. BURNS. * * * * *