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Upon a Diamond Cross,
WORN ON HER BOSOM BY MISS C.M.
Well on that neck, sweet Kitty! may you wear The sparkling cross, with hopes to soften Heaven; For trust me, tho’ so very young and fair, Thou hast some little sins to be forgiven:— For all the hopes which wit and grace can spread, For all the sighs which countless charms can move, Fall, lovely Kitty! on thy youthful head; Yet fall they gently—for the crime is love.