Percy Bysshe Shelley
Epigram II: Kissing Helena
From the Greek of Plato.
Kissing Helena, together
With my kiss, my soul beside it
Came to my lips, and there I kept it,--
For the poor thing had wandered thither,
To follow where the kiss should guide it,
Oh, cruel I, to intercept it!
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