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On paper curiously shaped Scribblers to-day of every sort, In verses Valentines ycled'd To Venus chime their annual court. I too will swell the motley throng, And greet the all auspicious day, Whose privilege permits my song My love this secret to convey. - Henry G. Bohn, Manuscript--From his Dictionary of Poetical Quotations--Valentines For this was on St. Valentine's Day, When every fowl cometh there to choose his mate. - Geoffrey Chaucer, The Parlement of Fowles (l. 309) Muse, bid the Morn awake! Sad Winter now declines, Each bird doth choose a mate; This day's Saint Valentine's. For that good bishop's sake Get up and let us see What beauty it shall be That Fortune us assigns. - Michael Drayton, Additional Odes--To his Valentine Oft have I heard both youths and virgins say, Birds chuse their mates and couple too this day: But by their flight I never can devine When I shall couple with my valentine. - Robert Herrick, To his Valentine, on St. Valentine's Day Oh, cruel heart! ere these posthumous papers Have met thine eyes, I shall be out of breath; Those cruel eyes, like two funereal tapers, Have only lighted me the way to death. Perchance thou wilt extinguish them in vapours, When I am gone, and green grass covereth Thy lover, lost; but it will be in vain-- It will not bring the vital spark again. - Thomas Hood, A Valentine No popular respect will I omit To do the honour on this happy day, When every loyal lover tasks his wit His simple truth in studious rhymes to pay, And to his mistress dear his hopes convey. Rather thou knowest I would still outrun All calendars with Love's whose date alway Thy bright eyes govern better than the Sun,-- For with thy favour was my life begun, And still I reckon on from smiles to smiles, And not by summers, for I thrive on none But those thy cheerful countenance compiles; Oh! if it be to choose and call thee mine, Love, thou art every day my Valentine! - Thomas Hood, Sonnet--For the 14th of February Hail to thy returning festival, old Bishop Valentine! Great is thy name in the rubric, Thou venerable flamen of Hymen. . . . Like unto thee, assuredly, there is no other mitred father in the calendar. - Charles Lamb (used pseudonym Elia), Essays--Valentine's Day Apollo has peeped through the shutter, And awaken'd the witty and fair; The boarding-school belle's in a flutter, The twopenny post's in despair; The breath of the morning is flinging A magic on blossom and spray, And cockneys and sparrows are singing In chorus on Valentine's day. - Winthrop Mackworth Praed, Song for 14th of February Saint Valentine is past. Begin these woodbirds but to couple now? - William Shakespeare, A Midsummer Night's Dream (Theseus at IV, i) To-morrow is Saint Valentine's day. All in the morning betime, And I a maid at your window, To be your Valentine. - William Shakespeare, Hamlet Prince of Denmark (Ophelia at IV, v)
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