• ... a wild dissolving bliss Over my frame he breathed, approaching near, And bent his eyes of kindling tenderness Near mine, and on my lips impressed a lingering kiss

    Percy Bysshe Shelley: ... a wild dissolving bliss
Over my frame he breathed, approaching near,
And bent his eyes of kindling tenderness
Near mine, and on my lips impressed a lingering kiss
    Percy Bysshe Shelley (1836). “The Works of Percy Bysshe Shelley: Comprising Queen Mab, The Revolt of Islam, The Cenci...”, p.85