 | Curtis Hidden Page - 1904 - 942 psl.
...Guests by hundreds, not one caring If the dear host's neck were wried : Past we glide ! She sing* The art, LXXXIV. FAREWELL TO THE GLEN SWEET stream- fed...why say " farewell " to thee Who far'st so well and porw Its petals up ; so. here and there You brush it, till I grow aware Who wants me, and wide ope... | |
 | Edward Hutton - 1905 - 272 psl.
...by hundreds — not one caring If the dear host's neck were wried : Past we glide ! She sings I The Moth's kiss, first ! Kiss me as if you made believe...brush it, till I grow aware Who wants me, and wide open burst. The Bee's kiss, now ! Kiss me as if you entered gay My heart at some noonday, A bud that... | |
 | Edward Hutton - 1905 - 276 psl.
...by hundreds — not one caring If the dear host's neck were wried : Past we glide ! She sings I The Moth's kiss, first ! Kiss me as if you made believe...so, here and there You brush it, till I grow aware The Bee's kiss, now ! Kiss me as if you entered gay My heart at some noonday, A bud that dares not... | |
 | Arthur Quiller-Couch - 1906 - 352 psl.
...press it to thine own again, Where it will break at last! PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEY In a Gondola r"T'HE moth's kiss, first ! •*• Kiss me as if you made...till I grow aware Who wants me, and wide ope I burst. The bee's kiss, now ! Kiss me as if you enter'd gay My heart at some noonday, A bud that dares not... | |
 | Helen Archibald Clarke - 1907 - 448 psl.
...Guests by hundreds, not one caring If the dear host's neck were wried: Past we glide! She sings. The moth's kiss, first! Kiss me as if you made believe...till I grow aware Who wants me, and wide ope I burst. The bee's kiss, now! Kiss me as if you entered gay My heart at some noonday, A bud that dares not disallow... | |
 | Sir Arthur Thomas Quiller-Couch, Arthur Quiller-Couch - 1908 - 1098 psl.
...her mine, as hers he makes me ! 72 3. In a Gondola "THE moth's kiss, first! *• Kiss me as if yon made believe You were not sure, this eve, How my face,...till I grow aware Who wants me, and wide ope I burst. The bee's kiss, now! Kiss me as if you enter'd gay My heart at some noonday, A bud that dares not disallow... | |
 | Robert Browning - 1909 - 290 psl.
...Guests by hundreds, not one caring If the dear host's neck were wried: Past we glide! She Sings The moth's kiss, first! Kiss me as if you made believe...till I grow aware Who wants me, and wide ope I burst. The bee's kiss, now! Kiss me as if you entered gay My heart at some noonday, A bud that dares not disallow... | |
 | Ruth Shepard Phelps - 1910 - 402 psl.
...Guests by hundreds, not one caring If the dear host's neck were wried. Past we glide ! She sings The moth's kiss, first ! Kiss me as if you made believe...till I grow aware Who wants me, and wide ope I burst. The bee's kiss, now ! Kiss me as if you entered gay My heart at some noonday, A bud that dares not... | |
 | 1910 - 356 psl.
...neck were wried: Past we glide! She sings The moth's kiss, first! Kiss me as if you made believe 60 You were not sure, this eve, How my face, your flower,...till I grow aware Who wants me, and wide ope I burst. The bee's kiss, now! Kiss me as if you entered gay My heart at some noonday, A bud that dares not disallow... | |
 | Alphonso Gerald Newcomer, Alice Ebba Andrews - 1910 - 778 psl.
...neck were wried: Past we glide! She sings The moth's kiss, first! Kiss me as if you made believe 50 erd 's oar. Where were ye, Nymphs, when the remorseless...loved LyciUas? For neither were ye playing 1 burst. The bee's kiss, now! Kiss me as if you entered gay My heart at some noonday, A bud that dares... | |
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The moth's kiss, first! Kiss me as if you made believe You were not sure, this eve. How my face, your flower, had pursed Its petals up; so, here and there You brush it, till I grow aware Who wants me, and wide ope I burst. 
