THE FIRST KISS OF LOVE.
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BY G. A. RAYBOLD.
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The first kiss of love, when the favor is won,
Fills the heart with pure bliss, if ’tis modestly done,
For ’tis like a brief glance from the sun’s clouded eye
Which just touches the earth and flies back to the sky.
Ah! the bliss of that moment; ’twill ever remain,