Poem by Robert Herrick

Kisses Loathsome

I abhor the slimy kiss,
Which to me most loathsome is.
Those lips please me which are placed
Close, but not too strictly laced:
Yielding I would have them; yet
Not a wimbling tongue admit:
What should poking-sticks make there,
When the ruffe is set elsewhere? 

1. To My Ill Reader
2. To Julia in the Temple
3. The Bracelet to Julia
4. To Dianeme (I could but see thee yesterday)
5. The Fairies

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