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TWO KISSES.

NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED

WHEN last I made a visit home,

And stole up stairs, good fortune leading,

I saw, or, rather, thought I saw,

My sister in the study, reading.

With noiseless tread I forward crept,

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With schemes of mischief most imprudent;

And leaning o'er the arm-chair's back,

I softly kissed the gentle student.

She turned to fly with burning face,

As if a brother's kiss polluted, -

Rapture! 'T was not my sister Lu,

But Cousin Amy I'd saluted.

Of course I then began to beg

She would excuse my having kissed her;

Protesting that, upon my word,

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