The Poetry Corner

Lines Upon A Diamond Cross, Worn On Her Bosom By Miss C.M.

By John Carr (Sir)

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.