The literature of kissing

by Charles C. Bombaugh

Cleopatra. [To Cæsar.] I stood slighted,

Forgotten and contemned; my soft embraces,

And those sweet kisses you called Elysium,

As letters writ in sand, no more remembered.

False One.

Sceva. [To Cæsar.] Whilst you are secure here,

And offer hecatombs of lazy kisses

To the lewd god of love and cowardice,