Sonnet 38 - First time he kissed me, he but only kissed
First time he kissed me, he but only kissed The fingers of this hand wherewith I write; And ever since, it grew more clean and...
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First time he kissed me, he but only kissed The fingers of this hand wherewith I write; And ever since, it grew more clean and white, Slow to world-greetings, quick with its 'Oh, list,' When the angels speak. A ring of amethyst I could not wear here, plainer to my sight, Than that first kiss. The second passed in height The first, and sought the forehead, and half missed, Half falling on the hair.…
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