224 EMBRACE - KISS. He ceas'd; the solemn silence now was broke, J. T. WATSON EMBRACE KISS. Teach not thy lip such scorn; for it was made Kiss the tear from her lip, you'll find the rose These poor, half kisses kill me quite; Was ever man so serv'd? Amidst an ocean of delight, For pleasure to be starv'd! Sweet were his kisses on my balmy lips The fragrant infancy of op'ning flowers I felt, the while, a pleasing kind of smart; The kiss you take is paid by that you give; SHAKSPEARE. WEBSTER DRAYTON. BEHN. SOUTHERN. DRVDEN. LORD LANSDOWN. EMBRACE - KISS. He scarce afforded one kind parting word, Her lips, so rich in blisses, OTWAY Sweet petitioners for kisses! Pouting nest of bland persuasion, Ripely suing love's invasion. MOORE'S Anacreon. I ne'er on that lip for a moment have gaz'd, But a thousand temptations beset me, And I've thought, as the dear little rubies you've rais'd, A long, long kiss-a kiss of youth and love, MOORE. BYRON'S Don Juan BYRON'S Don Juan, Kiss rhymes to bliss in fact, as well as verse. I love the sex, and sometimes would reverse The tyrant's wish "that mankind only had One neck, which he with one fell stroke might pierce:" BYRON'S Don Juan. She rose-she sprung-she clung to his embrace BYRON'S Corsair. 226 EMBRACE - KISS. And Paulo by degrees gently embrac'd -The twofold bliss, The promis'd wedding, and the present kiss. LEIGH HUNT JOEL BARLOW The roses on your cheeks were never made -And her white arms hung On his lov'd neck, as tho' in that one clasp MRS. C. H. W. ESLING. It was enough each wild and throbbing heart MRS. C. H. W. ESLING And with a velvet lip print on his brow Such language as the tongue hath never spoken. Balmy seal of soft affection, Tenderest pledge of future bliss, Love's first snow-drop, virgin kiss! MRS. SIGOURNEY As o'er her drooping form he softly bent, While to her cheek the warm blood came and went, EMIGRATION. I know thou dost love me-ay! frown if thou wilt, Which I never can gaze on without the guilt Of burning its dew to sip! C. F. HOFFMAN 227 EMIGRATION. Down where yon anch'ring vessel spreads the sail, GOLDSMITH'S Deserted Village. Good heaven! what sorrows gloom'd that parting day, When the poor exiles, every pleasure past, Hung round the bowers, and fondly look'd their last, GOLDSMITH'S Deserted Village Behold the duteous son, the sire decay'd, GOLDSMITH'S Traveller Slow night drew on, And round the rude hut of the emigrant Spake bitter things. His weary children slept, To the swoln waters of the Illinois, Dashing against their shores. MRS. L. H. SIGOURNET. 228 EMULATION - ENEMY - HATRED, &a Let us depart! the universal sun Confines not to one land his blessed beams; With all that's ours, together let us rise, SOUTHEY'S Madoc. Seek brighter plains, and more indulgent skies; And nature blossoms in her virgin pride; Where all that Beauty's hand can form to please, DAVID HUMPHREYS, EMULATION.-(See AMBITION.) ENEMY-HATRED - MALICE. For never can true reconcilement grow Where wounds of deadly hate have pierc'd so deep. MILTON'S Paradise Lost. He, who would free from malice pass his days, Must live obscure, and never merit praise. Lands, intersected by a narrow frith, GAY'S Epistles. Offend her, and she knows not to forgive; COWPER POPE |