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.
Lines Upon A Diamond Cross, Worn On Her Bosom By Miss C.m
John Carr (sir)
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Poem topics: I love you, heaven, trust, head, sweet, young, gently, spread, love, I miss you, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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