Love Palpable

Robert Herrick

I press’d my Julia’s lips, and in the kiss
Her soul and love were palpable in this.

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• Robert Herrick : Lovers How They Come And Part
• Robert Herrick : Man's Dying-place Uncertain
• Robert Herrick : Matins, Or Morning Prayer
• Robert Herrick : Men Mind No State In Sickness
• Robert Herrick : Mirth
• Robert Herrick : Miseries
• Robert Herrick : Money Makes The Mirth
• Robert Herrick : Mrs Eliz: Wheeler, Under The Name Of The
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• Robert Herrick : Love Lightly Pleased
• Robert Herrick : Love Dislikes Nothing
• Robert Herrick : Loss From The Least
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• Robert Herrick : Life Is The Body's Light
• Robert Herrick : Kissing Usury
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• Robert Herrick : Impossibilities: To His Friend
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• Robert Herrick : How Springs Came First