Sae fair her hair, sae brent her brow, Sae bonnie blue her een, my dearie; Sae white her teeth, sae sweet her mou’; The mair I kiss she’s aye my dearie. BURNS. * * * * * I’ll pu’ the budding rose when Phœbus peeps in view, For it’s like a baumy kiss o’ her sweet bonnie mou’; The hyacinth for constancy, wi’ its unchanging blue— And a’ to be a posie to my ain dear May. BURNS. * * * * * A man may drink and not be drunk; A man may fight and not be slain; A man may kiss a bonnie lass And aye be welcome back again. BURNS. * * * * * Her head upon my throbbing breast, She, sinking, said, “I’m thine forever!” While many a kiss the seal imprest The sacred vow we ne’er should sever. BURNS. * * * * * Gin a body meet a body Coming through the rye, Gin a body kiss a body, Need a body cry? Gin a body meet a body Coming through the glen, Gin a body kiss a body, Need the world ken? BURNS. * * * * * How delicious is the winning Of a kiss at Love’s beginning, When two mutual hearts are sighing For the knot there’s no untying! CAMPBELL. * * * * * That’s hallowed ground—where, mourned and missed, The lips repose our love has kissed. ... A kiss can consecrate the ground Where mated hearts are mutual bound. CAMPBELL. * * * * * The kiss that would make a maid’s cheek flush Wroth, as if kissing were a sin, Amid the Argus eyes and din And tell-tale glare of noon, Brings but a murmur and a blush, Beneath the modest moon. CAMPBELL. * * * * * A creature not too bright or good For human nature’s daily food; For transient sorrows, simple wiles, Praise, blame, love, kisses, tears, and smiles. WORDSWORTH. * * * * * Ah, happy she! to ’scape from him whose kiss Had been pollution unto aught so chaste; Who soon had left her charms for vulgar bliss, And spoiled her goodly lands to gild his waste, Nor calm domestic peace had ever deigned to taste. BYRON. * * * * * How shall I bear the moment, when restored To that young heart where I alone am lord, When from those lips, unbreathed upon for years, I shall again kiss off the soul-felt tears, And find those tears warm as when last they started, Those sacred kisses pure as when we parted!