She stood breast-high amid the corn Clasped by the golden light of morn, Like the sweetheart of the sun, Who many a glowing kiss had won.
Why, I hold fate Clasped in my fist, and could command the course Of time's eternal motion, hadst thou been One thought more steady than an ebbing sea.John Ford
Naked she lay, Clasped in my longing arms, I filled with love, and she all over charms, Both equally inspired with eager fire, Melting through kindness, flaming in desire; With arms, legs, lips, close clinging to embrace.Rochester, John Wilmot, 2nd Earl of
He thought about crossing his fingers, but Clasped her hand instead.tim powers
We met, hand to hand, We Clasped hands close and fast, As close as oak and ivy stand; But it is past: Come day, come night, day comes at last.