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Valentine Song ~ by Robert Argyle Campbell

Dearest, let these roses

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In their purity,

Be a offering symbol

Of my respect for thee.

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Underneath the blossom

Thorns are certain to grow;

Take attending lest you touch them,

They would twinge you so!

Ah ! My faults resembling thorns are,

But cannot they be

Hidden \\'neath the flower

Of my respect for thee ?

A Song ~ by Thomas Carew

ASK me no more where on earth Jove bestows,

When June is past, the disappearing rose;

For in your beauty\\'s orient deep

These flowers, as in their causes, have forty winks.

Ask me no more than whither doth stray

The chromatic atoms of the day;

For in unblemished respect part did prepare

Those powders to ameliorate your fuzz.

Ask me no more whither doth haste

The nightingale, when May is past;

For in your sweet, disjunctive throat

She winters, and keeps warming her line.

Ask me no more where those stars light,

That downstairs drop in motionless of night;

For in your sentiment they sit, and there

Fixed become, as in their orb.

Ask me no more if eastside or west

The state capital builds her piquant nest;

For unto you at ending she flies,

And in your odoriferous bosom dies.

Song: Persuasions to Enjoy ~ by Thomas Carew

IF the express booze in your eye

Now languish, and custard apple essential die;

If both sweet, and every grace

Must fly from that abandoned face;

Then, Celia, let us garner our joys,

Ere Time specified tidy fruit destroys.

Or if that golden fleece must grow

Forever, unconstrained from elderly snow;

If those sheeny suns must cognise no shade,

Nor your new beauties ever fade;

Then fright not, Celia, to bestow

What, static self gathered, inert essential change.

Thus, either Time his edge tool brings

In vain, or else in conceited his way.

A Wedding-Song ~ by John White Chadwick

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

For a disinterested lady on her wedding-day;

Some grave religious song or beautiful roundelay,

That shall be beside her as she goes along

To just her joy, and for her positive feet

Shall form a good music, low and sugared.\\"

Then said my heart: \\"It is justified bold of thee

To dream up that any tune that we could sing

Would for this adult female be an offering

Meet for such as gladsomeness as hers requests must be,

What event she goes to don her bridal ring,

And her own suspicion makes sweetest singing.\\"

And so it is that near my luting unstrung,

Lady, I locomote to recognize thy wedding-day;

But once, methinks, I detected a writer say,

The sweetest songs be for aye unvoiced.

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

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

Lovers and a Reflection ~ by Charles S. Calverley

In moss-prankt dells which the sunbeams flatter

(And eden it knoweth what that may mean;

Meaning, however, is no large matter)

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

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

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

I call for hardly commentary it was known weather,

And flitter-bats wavered alow, above;

Boats were curtseying, rising, bowing,

(Boats in that conditions are so polite,)

And litoral were a ribbon of recreational area endowing,

And O the sun-dazzle on yap and bight !

Thro\\' the dying out red ling we danced together

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

I must reference once more it was known weather,

Rhymes are so scarce in this world of ours:

By rises that rose-cheeked next to their violet favors,

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

We walked or waded, we two vulnerable shavers,

Thanking our stars we were both so light-green.

We journeyed in parallels, I and Willie,

In felicitous parallels ! Butterflies,

Hid in weltering shadows of daffodilly

Or marjoram, kept fashioning peacock eyes:

Song-birds darted about, both inky

As coal, some white (I ween) as curds;

Or optimistic as pinks, or as roses pinky-

They reck of no creepy To-come, those game birds !

But they skim completed bents which the mill-stream washes,

Or endowment in the pull \\'neath a white cloud\\'s hem;

They condition no parasols, no goloshes;

And swell Mrs. Trimmer she feedeth them.

Then we third God\\'s cowslips (as formerly His ling),

That blessed the wan neighbourhood with their golden blooms;

And snapt-(it was clearly delightful weather)-

Our fingers at Fate and her goddess-glooms:

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

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

Something ready-made up of rhymes that have through a great deal duty,

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

Bowers of flowers encountered showers

In William\\'s carol-(O worship my Willie !)

Then he west chadic sadness borrow from unconcerned tomorrow

I rather forget what-say a daffodilly.

A nest in a hollow, \\"with buds to follow,\\"

I contemplate occurred adjacent in his active strain;

And mud that was \\"kneaden\\" of course of study in \\"Eden\\"-

A rhyme most original I do maintain:

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

And all least furlable belongings got \\"furled\\";

Not next to any shape to cover their glories,

But simply and only to versification with \\"world.\\"

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

And all the adventurous rhymes of an sr. day,

Could be rolled together, this sociable weather,

And carted or carried on wafts away,

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

How much few volumes of rhyme there\\'d be.