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THE KISS
thus: "The radiant sun is darkened before mine eyes when I behold the roses that bloom on my darling's mouth."
"He who can pluck these roses may rejoice in the depth of his heart. Many are the roses I have beheld, but never have I looked on any so splendid."
"How beauteous are the roses one gathers in the valley; nathless her delicate, ruddy lips conjure up thousands that are lovelier still."
