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Show Valertirg I always thought, before, a valentine Wn pupr-lace, held with a tory heart, A rotund Cupl-l, with hln glided dart, sugared message: "Dear one, I am thine!" I pictured Home corjiiftttiflh Columbine. Who Hnarert pour funchlnello, with hlfc'h art. Till he Kreat clumsy lout could not part, And fur lii.i clowning, could but weep and pine! But now I know, O little love of mine. Why men would hide them back of paper-lace And rosy garlands, where pale ribands twine ! I. too, am dumb, when razing on thy face And glud enough to say. "Dear, I am thine" In any fashion, by the tood Saint's grace. THIOL) A KENTON In Everybody's Magazine. |