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Bliss Carman, et al., eds.  The World’s Best Poetry.
Volume II. Love.  1904.
 
VI. Lovers
Kissing Her Hair
Algernon Charles Swinburne (1837–1909)
 
KISSING her hair, I sat against her feet:
Wove and unwove it,—wound, and found it sweet:
Made fast therewith her hands, drew down her eyes,
Deep as deep flowers, and dreamy like dim skies;
With her own tresses bound, and found her fair,—        5
      Kissing her hair.
 
Sleep were no sweeter than her face to me,—
Sleep of cold sea-bloom under the cold sea:
What pain could get between my face and hers?
What new sweet thing would Love not relish worse?        10
Unless, perhaps, white Death had kissed me there,—
      Kissing her hair.
 
 
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