LINESUpon a Diamond Cross,WORN ON HER BOSOM BY MISS C.M.Well on that neck, sweet Kitty! may you wearThe 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.
Upon a Diamond Cross,
Well on that neck, sweet Kitty! may you wearThe 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.