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Quotation by Robert Browning
The moth's kiss first! Kiss me as if you made believe You were not sure, this eve, How my face, your flower, had pursed Its petals up; so, here and there You brush it, till I grow aware Who wants me, and wide ope I burst.
Robert Browning (1812–1889), British poet. In a Gondola (l. 1–7). . .
The Poems; Vol. 1 [Robert Browning]. John Pettigrew, ed. (1981) Penguin.
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