Cincinnati daily press. [volume] (Cincinnati [Ohio]) 1860-1862, 1860-10-08
Kisses, TrnnscendentnlIr rrsntsd.

Sad for sentiment and poesy that Love
knows more than kisses; sadders still for beauty
and for happiness, they lead to disappoint-
ment and despair
What flowers are to the earth, the stars to
heaven, kisses are to life. They are the
measure and the music of the little poetry of
existence, and the rhythmic pause where
time stands still.
The heart demands no more than kisses
they fill its cup Of joy to the jeweled brim:
they quenoh its thirst with the nectar of the
soul.
Where kisses are, is sympathy, divinest
gift of man, the immortal mystery by which
angels are revealed.
Beyond those labial offerings the spirit
falters and inclines on sense, and warm af-
fection burns with PASSIONS fires.
The final limits kisses are of sweet sim
cerity and mutual faith; and, when DER
whelmed in fierce desire, the dove of peace
takes wing, the seraphim fade through the
thickening air.
Ofkisses, is Imagination born, and deli
cious possibility endued with life.
Dreams of bliss rise from theirrosy curves,
and what can never be seems real through the
incense of their sacrifice.
To none but those who walk on such high
terraces as did Italia's son of suffering and
song, are kisses and their meaning taught.
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selfish purpose dwell not with the lip on
which the honey of unanswered sympathy
is hived.
He whose horizon rims his eye beholds
no pinnacles where destinies are Joined.
The gods that make Olympus beautiful
see not the forms through which they passed;
the worm, the flower, the man, successive
links forgotten all.
But when divinity was first foreshadowed
to their waking soul, they touched loving
lip that thrilled their being through.
All, more than books and observation
kisses teach for benisons outweigh all occult
lore, even in the instant that they fall.
No necromantic art, no sybirs charm,
works such effects and changes as two kin
dred souls that meet each other through the
lips.
No marvel this for love and sympathy
are the redeemers of the world
Before the utterance of those magic
names, all-hurrying time is awed to move
lessness, and scepters fall from human hands.
Love and sympathy, by kisses Joined, pro-
shadowed face of Fate with momentary
smiles.
A long, deep, fervent kiss-so sweet and
subtle in its strange ETHEREAL sense, that
language would profane its history-and all
the world is changed
Another planet seems to be where Whirled
this busy ball the distant ages have been
reached-the hearts millennium has begun |!
Though he who holds that throbbing form,
and gazes at the endless azure of those silent
speaking eyes, stood on a barren and rock
bound isle, he'd hear unreal palms sing
poeans DER his bed, and see, in mind, CASH
meTean roses bloom.
The meanest hovel of the earth would
CLEAN with palaces of porphyry and gold,
and, in Sahara's waste, birds, like the fabled
Persian one, melt all the air in music's tone.
When those we love--if there be those
we can; q privilege to most denied-come to
US with the precious burden of their Joy,
the chains Of spirit are unbound, and the
bright sea of sympathy rolls round our life,
until we stand, all to each other, upon an
ideal island Of our own. =
All centers there; all there begins and
ends. tFtN VI W9E
The longing Of the soul is reached at last;
the spirits void full-flled.
Each time the scene of glory seems to dim,
the music of the atmosphere to pail upon the
bliss-bnrdened sense, we have but once
again to touch the Paradise of those fond
lips, and Fate is conquered; heaven once
mbre deseends. JUNIUS,