THE VALENTINE. As youthful Day put on his best Up did I rise! and hid mine eyes, And why Was I, Think you, so nice and fine! (Who wots it not!) It was Saint Valentine. In fields, by PHOEBUS great with young A damsel fair and fine I saw; As put my heart almost in awe, Her purpose was like mine! And readily She said, as I, 'Good morrow, Valentine!' A Fair of Love we kept a while. Gave me two smiles; and for each smile, The violet made haste to appear, To be her bosom guest, With first primrose that grew this To me, Gave She, Her golden lock for mine. For her bracelet, I gave my Valentine! Subscribed with a line of love, year, As shall, this year, thy truth appear; On us, Each other's favours shine; 'No more have we To change!' quoth She, 'Now, farewell, Valentine!' 'Alas,' said I, 'let friends not seem Who truth of Maiden's mind will know, She blushed! I wished Her heart as free as mine. She sighed, and sware, In sooth! you are Too wanton, Valentine!' Yet I such further favour won, She vowed, What now was left undone, And though perplexed with such delay, 'Twixt present grief, and promised joy, If She To me, Preserve her vows divine, And constant troth; She shall be both My Love and Valentine! THE END OF THE MILTON ANTHOLOGY. FIRST LINES AND NOTES. Many of these Poems became immediately popular; and appeared in other contemporary editions than those here quoted, often with great variations in the texts. All the Works herein quoted, were published in London; unless otherwise stated. About the sweet bag of a bee. Rev. R. HERRICK. Hesperides, 1648. After so many concurring Petitions Sir J. DENHAM. Poems, 1668. A headpiece made of Prudence.... M. CAVENDISH, Duchess of NEWCASTLE. Poems, 1653. Ah! me! the little tyrant thief! Col. R. LOVELACE. Lucasta, 1649. A kiss I begged: but, smiling, She Sir E. SHERBURNE. Salmacis, 1651. A little saint best fits a little shrine Rev. R. HERRICK. Hesperides, 1648. A Lover I am; and a Lover I'll be! ANON. In Westminster Drollery, I, 1671. Amarantha, sweet and fair! PAGE 110 30 190 90 187 134 83 89 192 136 Col. R. LOVELACE. Lucasta, 1649. Am I despised? because you say.. 144 Rev. R. HERRICK. Hesperides, 1648. A milk-white hair-lace wound up.. M. CAVENDISH, Duchess of NEWCASTLE. Poems, 1653. Among the myrtles, as I walked .. Rev. R. HERRICK. Hesperides, 1648. Also claimed for CAREW in his Poems, 1640: but the authorship is fixed by H. LAWES, in his Airs, 1, 1653. Among thy fancies, tell me this!.. 144 Rev. R. HERRICK. In H. LAWES' Airs, III, 1669. And, hey then up go we!........ 44-47 And now, what Monarch would E. WALLER, M.P. Works, 1645; Poems, 1645. 206 58 188 Apollo sings! his harp resounds! 133 Ask me, Why I send you here Rev. R. HERRICK. Hesperides, 1648. Rev. R. HERRICK. Hesperides, 1648. 128 115 298 Fair daffadils! we weep to see T. JORDAN. A Royal Arbor of Loyal Fair pledges of a fruitful tree! First, April; she, with mellow Rev. R. HERRICK. Hesperides 1648. From the fair Lavinian shore ANON. In Dr. J. WILSON's Airs, Oxf., 1660. (M.) The 1669 text is in J. PLAYFORD'S Treasury of Music, I, 1669. (M.) PAGE 138 73 104 112 153 24 107 243 Choose me your Valentine!.. 147 Rev. R. HERRICK. Hesperides, 1648. Come, follow, follow me! 218 ANON. In E. P.'s Mysteries of Love, &c., 1658. Come, Lasses and Lads! 286 ANON. In Westminster Drollery, II, 1672. Rev. R. HERRICK. Hesperides, 1648. God above, that made all things J. WADE. The text as reprinted by the Rev. J. W. EBSWORTH in Roxburghe Ballads, VI, 1889. Go, empty joys.... M. FANE, Earl of WESTMORLAND. Dear Love, let me this evening die! 227 Dew sat on Julia's hair 146 Rev. R. HERRICK. Hesperides, 1648. Divine Destroyer! pity me no 95 Col. R. LOVELACE. Lucasta, 1649. ANON. From the original Broadside in the British Museum. Go, happy Rose! and, interwove.. Rev. R. HERRICK. Hesperides, 1648. Go, lovely rose! E. WALLER, M.P. Works, 1645; Poems, 1645. Good morrow to the day so fair! Rev. R. HERRICK. Hesperides, 1648. Good speed! For I, this day Rev. R. HERRICK. Hesperides, 1648. Go, perjured man! and if thou e'er Rev. R. HERRICK. Hesperides, 1648. Great Monarch of the World! |