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TO A LADY.
She must be both good and fair,
Who shall e’er my arms entwine :
She must be indeed sincere.
Who shall be my Valentine.
Thou art fair and virtuous too,
Tho’ I will not say divine;
And I am certain thou art true.
Therefore be my Valentine.
TO A LADY FOND OF PLAYS.
Not The Poor Gentleman am I,
Nor even The Heir at Law;
Who wants a Guinea? you may cry,
I scorn The Prize to draw.
A Bold Stroke for a Wife appears,
The Stratagem is mine;
The Honeymoon shall last for years,
Then be my Valentine.
To Matrimony then agree,
For no Deaf Lover I,
The Constant Couple, we shall be:
The Rivals I’ll defy.
Frighten'd to Death, I’ll be, if thou,
A Lover's Vows decline;
But let’s be Man and Wife, for now
I am thy Valentine.
