Leigh Hunt, poetBy Leigh Hunt

Jenny kissed me when we met,
Jumping from the chair she sat in:
Time, you thief, who love to get
Sweets into your list, put that in!
Say I’m weary, say I’m sad,
Say that health and wealth have missed me,
Say I’m growing old, but add,
Jenny kissed me.




Leigh Hunt (1784-1859) was an English poet and essayist.


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2 thoughts on “Jenny Kissed Me”

  1. This is one of my all-time favorite poems <3 When we were asked to bring a favorite poem to a church poetry class, this is the one I thought of first.

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