After being exposed to the vicious savagery of the frogs in today’s earlier post, I am positive that the reader would love to cleanse the palate of amphibian bathos in favor of innocent (non-mouse-slaughtering) charm:
“There is, even in empty kisses, a certain sweet enjoyment.”
“Though a kiss be all empty
It still holds sweet delight for me.”
ἔστι καὶ ἐν κενεοῖσι φιλήμασιν ἁδέα τέρψις.