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TO A WIDOW.
What! tho’ thou hadst some time ago
A Valentine—what then?
The dame of Ephesus you know,
Resolved to wed again.
The time of mourning hath expired.
All sorrow then decline.
And let another be admired—
Another Valentine.
TO A LADY IN HER TEENS.
Thou innocent charmer incline
Thy ears to my ditty I pray;
Beware of the falseValentine,
Who promises but to betray.
To-day will no doubt bring you, Miss,
Of Valentines, may be, a score;
Compare them, I pray, thro', with this,
And read them attentively o’er.
I wish as a lover and friend,
For friendship and love both should join
If they flatter, you then may depend,
Not one is a true Valentine.
What matter their promises fair,
If they to the truth don’t incline!
Perhaps you’ll find none so sincere,
As he who writes this Valentine.
