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OTHER VERSE 121 |
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ONE MORE VALENTINE.
Long I've told you, once a year,
Sweet, my valentine, How I've loved you, honey, dear,
How for you I pine. I have rhymed you every way;
Called you Columbine, Swore you were my night and day,
Asked you to be mine, Sweet, my valentine.
And I've called those lasses up—
All the Muses, Nine; Had them with me drink and sup,
Sweet, my valentine; Begged them help me, little one,
At the nuts and wine, Write a song that, when 'twas done,
Love would through it shine, For my valentine.
By the altar of thy beauty;
At thy virgin shrine, Have I knelt in loyal duty,
Praying you'd be mine; And I've sworn the form of Hebe
Was not so divine, |
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