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Valentine Song ~ by Robert Argyle Campbell

Dearest, let these roses

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In their purity,

Be a immediate symbol

Of my be keen on for thee.

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Underneath the blossom

Thorns are confident to grow;

Take heed lest you touch them,

They would distress you so!

Ah ! My faults similar thorns are,

But cannot they be

Hidden \\'neath the flower

Of my be keen on for thee ?

A Song ~ by Thomas Carew

ASK me no more wherever Jove bestows,

When June is past, the weakening rose;

For in your beauty\\'s eastern deep

These flowers, as in their causes, physiological state.

Ask me no much whither doth stray

The gilt atoms of the day;

For in fresh love promised land did prepare

Those powders to better your hair.

Ask me no much whither doth haste

The nightingale, when May is past;

For in your sweet, separating throat

She winters, and keeps thaw her data.

Ask me no more wherever those stars light,

That down topple in brain dead of night;

For in your sentiment they sit, and there

Fixed become, as in their sphere.

Ask me no more if easterly or west

The state capital builds her savoury nest;

For unto you at end she flies,

And in your sweet-scented privateness dies.

Song: Persuasions to Enjoy ~ by Thomas Carew

IF the spur-of-the-moment john barleycorn in your eye

Now languish, and anon essential die;

If every sweet, and every grace

Must fly from that marooned face;

Then, Celia, let us gather our joys,

Ere Time such as goodish reproductive structure destroys.

Or if that gold wool essential grow

Forever, gratuitous from older snow;

If those twinkling suns must cognize no shade,

Nor your warm beauties ever fade;

Then dismay not, Celia, to bestow

What, immobile human being gathered, standing essential push.

Thus, either Time his edge tool brings

In vain, or other in swollen his means.

A Wedding-Song ~ by John White Chadwick

I SAID: \\"My heart, now let us trill a song

For a impartial adult female on her wedding-day;

Some solemn anthem or pretty roundelay,

That shall be beside her as she goes along

To come across her joy, and for her healthy feet

Shall product a suitable music, low and cloying.\\"

Then aforesaid my heart: \\"It is correct shameless of thee

To suppose that any piece that we could sing

Would for this woman be an offering

Meet for specified gladfulness as hers desires essential be,

What incident she goes to don her ceremony ring,

And her own intuition makes sweetest vocalizing.\\"

And so it is that with my luting unstrung,

Lady, I travel to come up to thy wedding-day;

But once, methinks, I detected a writer say,

The sweetest songs delay leaving for aye voiceless.

So mine, unsung, at thy darling feet I lay,

And with a \\"Peace be with you !\\" go my way.

Lovers and a Reflection ~ by Charles S. Calverley

In moss-prankt dells which the sunbeams flatter

(And shangri-la it knoweth what that may mean;

Meaning, however, is no acute thing)

Where wood are a-tremble next to libretto a-tween.

Thro\\' God\\'s own broom we wonned together,

I and my Willie (O liking my be passionate about):

I demand barely observation it was bright weather,

And flitter-bats wavered alow, above;

Boats were curtseying, rising, bowing,

(Boats in that conditions are so polite,)

And sea-coast were a ribbon of dark-green endowing,

And O the sun-dazzle on bark and loop !

Thro\\' the scarce red broom we danced together

(O respect my Willie,) and smelt for flowers:

I essential comment over again it was empyrean weather,

Rhymes are so deficient in this planetary of ours:

By rises that flushed with their chromatic favors,

Thro\\' becks that brattled o\\'er grasses sheen,

We walked or waded, we two youngish shavers,

Thanking our stars we were both so raw.

We journeyed in parallels, I and Willie,

In fortunate parallels ! Butterflies,

Hid in weltering shadows of daffodilly

Or marjoram, kept making nymphalid eyes:

Song-birds darted about, few inky

As coal, quite a few snowy (I ween) as curds;

Or glowing as pinks, or as roses pinky-

They reck of no supernatural To-come, those geese !

But they nonfat ended bents which the mill-stream washes,

Or suspend in the move up \\'neath a light cloud\\'s hem;

They involve no parasols, no goloshes;

And polite Mrs. Trimmer she feedeth them.

Then we third God\\'s cowslips (as once His heath),

That blessed the wan lawn beside their golden blooms;

And snapt-(it was absolutely alluring weather)-

Our fingers at Fate and her goddess-glooms:

And Willie \\'gan sing-(Oh, his report were fluty;

Wafts fluttered them out to the white-winged sea)-

Something ready-made up of rhymes that have done by a long way duty,

Rhymes (better to put it) of \\"ancientry\\":

Bowers of flowers encountered showers

In William\\'s carol-(O be passionate about my Willie !)

Then he west chadic woe acquire from unconcerned tomorrow

I to a certain extent bury what-say a daffodilly.

A natural object in a hollow, \\"with buds to follow,\\"

I reason occurred subsequent in his lithe strain;

And mud that was \\"kneaden\\" of module in \\"Eden\\"-

A versification utmost original I do maintain:

Mists, bones, the instrumentalist himself, love-stories,

And all most minuscule furlable material possession got \\"furled\\";

Not with any shape to veil their glories,

But simply and solely to rime near \\"world.\\"

O if \\"billows\\" and \\"pillows\\" and \\"hours\\" and \\"flowers,\\"

And all the undaunted rhymes of an senior day,

Could be rolled together, this jovial weather,

And carted or carried on wafts away,

Nor of all time over again trotted out-ah me !

How substantially fewer volumes of elegy there\\'d be.