Note 66 — BOOK II.
Rowland Smith translation
"A long, long kiss, a kiss of youth and love, And beauty, all concentrating like rays Into one focus, kindled from above; Such kisses as belong to early days, Where heart, and soul, and sense, in concert move, And the blood's lava, and the pulse a blaze, Each kiss a heart-quake."—Byron.
Compare Lucret. iv. 1070-1079, and 1099-1114.