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On Her White Breast A Sparkling Cross She Wore, Which Jews Might Kiss And Infidels Adore.

To Him No High, No Low, No Great, No Small; He Fills, He Bounds, Connects And Equals All!

The Hog That Ploughs Not, Not Obeys Thy Call, Lives On The Labours Of This Lord Of All.

Eve Left Adam, To Meet The Devil In Private.

Let Sinful Bachelors Their Woes Deplore; Full Well They Merit All They Feel, And More: Unaw By Precepts, Human Or Divine, Like Birds And Beasts, Promiscuously They Join.