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Come, lay thy head upon my breast,
And I will kiss thee into rest. -Lord Byron, The Bride of Abydos
Kisses kept are wasted;
Love is to be tasted.
There are some you love, I know;
Be not loath to tell them so.
Lips go dry and eyes grow wet
Waiting to be warmly met,
Keep them not in waiting yet;
Kisses kept are wasted. -Edmund Vance Cooke
I felt the while a pleasing kind of smart,
The kiss went tingling to my very heart;
When it was gone the sense of it did stay,
The sweetness cling'd upon my lips all day,
Like drops of honey loth to fall away. -John Dryden
Oh! let me live forever on those lips!
The nectar of the gods to these is tasteless. -John Dryden
Once more for pity, that I may keep the flavor upon my lips till we meet again. -John Dryden
She brought her cheek up close, and leaned on his; at which he whispered kisses back on hers. -John Dryden
That farewell kiss which resembles greeting, that last glance of love which becomes the sharpest pang of sorrow. -George Eliot
Kisses honeyed by oblivion. -George Eliot, The Spanish Gypsy
It was thy kiss, Love, that made me immortal. -Margaret Witter Fuller, Dryad Song
A pleasing trembling thrills through all my blood
Whene'er you touch me with your melting hand;
But when you kiss, oh! 'tis not to be spoke. -Charles Gildon
The kiss you take is paid by that you give:
The joy is mutual, and I'm still in debt. -George Granville, Lord Landsdowne, Heroic Love
People who throw kisses are hopelessly lazy. -Bob Hope
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