“As long and silent as the ecstatic night.”
That indeed must be “linked sweetness” altogether too “long drawn out.”
An exchange says that we have a right to take an umbrella or a kiss without permission whenever we can. Well, but if the umbrella isn’t returned the fault is ours; if the kiss isn’t, it is the lady’s.
Surely it is a blessed privilege to be kissed by the breeze that has kissed all the pretty women in the world.
“That’s very singular, sir,” said a young lady when we kissed her. “Ah, well, we’ll soon make it plural.”