11 AUGUST 1900, Page 17

A LOVE LYRIC FROM THE GREEK.* THE FIRST' KISS.

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El Si tse ;col irscp1A.nxe Toci.talpogat- el yap axnees, airoeetoplids. sadCols. isrixerSvios ; AT the hour the long day ends, when our friends we bid good-

night, ' Mceria kiseed me, if, ah ! me, it was she and not her sprite.

For most clearly all the rest thrills my breast through and through, All she told me and besought, when I thought she kissed me too.

But when, golden link on link, I would think remembrance out,

Now I'm sure she kissed me then, now again I'm sore in doubt,—

Since if into Paradise in such wise I e'er was borne, How is this that here below still I go with steps forlorn P A. P. G.