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A Pretty Idea.


Cupid, near a cradle creeping,
Saw an infant gently sleeping,
The rose that blush’d upon its cheek
Seem’d a birth divine to speak:
To ascertain if earth or heaven
To mortals this fair form had given,
He, the little urchin simple,
Touched its cheek, and left a dimple.
             
—From a Staffordshire Newspaper.






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