The First Kiss at Parting

The First Kiss at Parting Humid seal of soft affections, Tenderest pledge of future bliss, Dearest tie of young connections, Love’s first snowdrop, virgin kiss! Speaking silence, dumb confession, Passion’s birth, and infants’ play, Dove-like fondness, chaste concession, Glowing dawn of future day! Sorrowing joy, adieu’s last action, (Lingering lips must now disjoin); What words…

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Robert Burns- The Scottish Bard

To a Moutain Daisy, On Turning One Down with the Plough in April, 1786 Wee, modest, crimson-tipped flow’r. Thou’s met me in an evil hour; For I maun crush amang the stoure Thy slender stem: To spare thee now is past my pow’r. Thou bonie gem. Alas! it’s no thy neibor sweet. The bonie lark,…

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