The First Kiss

Philip Bourke Marston

13 August 1850 to 13 February 1887 (~37)

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And sealed her body as her soul his own.

And neck half flushed with most delicious shame;

Full of the wonder of triumphant prayer,

And sense of unimagined ecstasies

With head bent back, and eyes through love on flame;

She sat where he had left her all alone,

With hair disordered, and with loosened zone, —

Which must be hers, she knows, yet knows not why;

But feels thereof his kiss the prophecy.

Closed round her where she sat 'neath voiceless trees.

And caught her by her hands and called her name.

She sat, and to herself made tender moan,

As yet again in thought her lover came.

The June, moon-stricken twilight, warm, and fair.

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The June, moon-stricken twilight, warm, and fair.

Closed round her where she sat 'neath voiceless trees.

Full of the wonder of triumphant prayer,

And sense of unimagined ecstasies

Which must be hers, she knows, yet knows not why;

But feels thereof his kiss the prophecy.

Stanza 2

She sat where he had left her all alone,

With head bent back, and eyes through love on flame;

And neck half flushed with most delicious shame;

With hair disordered, and with loosened zone, —

She sat, and to herself made tender moan,

As yet again in thought her lover came.

And caught her by her hands and called her name.

And sealed her body as her soul his own.

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The First Kiss

by Philip Bourke Marston

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