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Hoyt & Roberts, comps.  Hoyt’s New Cyclopedia of Practical Quotations.  1922.
 
Valentines
 
On paper curiously shaped
  Scribblers to-day of every sort,
In verses Valentines yclep’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 thus secret to convey.
        Henry G. Bohn—MS. From his Dictionary of Poetical Quotations. Valentines.
  1
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.
        Drayton—Additional Odes. To his Valentine.
  2
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.
        Herrick—To his Valentine, on St. Valentine’s Day.
  3
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!
        Hood—Sonnet. For the 14th of February.
  4
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.
        Hood—A Valentine.
  5
  Hail to thy returning festival, old Bishop Valentine! Great is thy name in the rubric, Thou venerable arch flamen of Hymen.  *  *  *  Like unto thee, assuredly, there is no other mitred father in the calendar.
        Lamb—Essays. Valentine’s Day.
  6
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.
        Praed—Song for 14th of February.
  7
To-morrow is Saint Valentine’s day,
  All in the morning betime,
And I a maid at your window,
  To be your Valentine.
        Hamlet. Act IV. Sc. 5. L. 48.
  8
          Saint Valentine is past;
Begin these wood-birds but to couple now?
        Midsummer Night’s Dream. Act IV. Sc. 1. L. 144.
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