The Book of Saint ValentineSmall, Maynard, 1908 - 83 pages |
Common terms and phrases
awake Bishop Valentine BOOK OF SAINT breast breathe bright Celia CHARLES STUART CALVERLEY cheek CHRISTINA G CLEAR EYED CUPID Daisy DAISY'S VALENTINES DANTE GABRIEL ROSSETTI dear divine dream ENIS HERNE EUGENE FIELD eyes face fair flowers FOURTEENTH OF FEBRUARY GELETT BURGESS gracious heart hath heart I press heaven JEANNETTE BLISS GILLESPY JOHN GODFRey Saxe kiss Lady LAURENS MAYNARD LAWYER'S VALENTINE LOVE'S LOVERS Lyra Nicotiana M. A. DE WOLFE MAMMA'S VALENTINE MARY BARKER Dodge mate MAY'S VALENTINE morning Motherkin night through Daisy's Nurse Jeannette Once I saw press My valentine rosy SAINT VALENTINE shine sigh sing SMOKER'S VALENTINE soft song SPRING SMILES sweet Sweet's thy thee There's thine things THOMAS KIBBLE HERVEY thou tiny to-day tresses brown twixt VALENTINE IN FORM VALENTINE VERSES Valentine's Day vows WALTER LEARNED whate'er whisper WILFRED SCAWEN BLUNT wings WINTER HOURS WINTHROP MACKWORTH PRAED wounded heart
Popular passages
Page 38 - LOVE'S LOVERS SOME ladies love the jewels in Love's zone, And gold-tipped darts he hath for painless play In idle scornful hours he flings away ; And some that listen to his lute's soft tone Do love to vaunt the silver praise their own ; Some prize his blindfold sight ; and there be they Who kissed his wings which brought him yesterday And thank his wings to-day that he is flown. My lady only loves the heart of Love : Therefore Love's heart, my lady, hath for thee His bower of unimagined flower and...
Page 45 - TO-DAY, all day, I rode upon the down, With hounds and horsemen, a brave company. On this side in its glory lay the sea, On that the Sussex weald, a sea of brown. The wind was light, and brightly the sun shone, And still we galloped on from gorse to gorse. And once, when checked, a thrush sang, and my horse Pricked his quick ears as to a sound unknown. I knew the Spring was come. I knew it even Better than all by this, that through my chase In bush and stone and hill and sea and heaven I seemed to...
Page 67 - Spain, Till joys, which are vanishing daily, Come back in their lustre again : Oh shall I look over the waters, Or shall I look over the way, For the brightest and best of earth's daughters, To rhyme to on Valentine's day ? Shall I crown with my worship, for fame's sake.
Page 66 - APOLLO has peeped through the shutter. And wakened the witty and fair ; The boarding-school belle's in a flutter, The two-penny post's in despair ; The breath of the morning is flinging A magic on blossom, on spray, And cockneys and sparrows are singing In chorus on Valentine's Day.
Page 68 - Adele has a braver and better To say — what I never could say ; Louise cannot construe a letter Of English, on Valentine's Day. So perish the leaves in the arbour ! The tree is all bare in the blast ; Like a wreck that is drifting to harbour, I come to thee, Lady, at last Where art thou, so lovely and lonely ? Though idle the lute and the lay, The lute and the lay are thine only, My fairest, on Valentine's Day. For thee I have...
Page 37 - ... bird from out the south, Settled among the alder-holts, and twittering by the stream; I would put my tiny tail down, and put up my tiny mouth, And sing my tiny life away in one melodious dream. I would sing about the blossoms, and the sunshine and the sky, And the tiny wife I mean to have in such a cosy nest; And if some one came and shot me dead, why then I could but die, With my tiny life and tiny song just ended at their best.
Page 39 - SHE that is fair, though never vain or proud, More fond of home than fashion's changing crowd ; Whose taste refined even female friends admire, Dressed not for show, but robed in neat attire ; She who has learned, with mild, forgiving breast, To pardon frailties, hidden or...
Page 47 - To lands of wintry woe." He came, — the winter's overthrow, — With showers that sing and shine, Pied daisies round your path to strow. To be your Valentine. Where sands of Egypt, swart and red, 'Neath suns Egyptian glow, In places of the princely dead, By the Nile's overflow, The swallow preened her wings to go, And for the North did pine, And fain would brave the frost, her foe, To be your Valentine. ENVOY Spring, Swallow, South Wind, even so, Their various voice combine ; But that they crave...
Page 27 - O'er the margin of the flood, Pluck the daisy peeping ; Through the covert of the wood, Hunt the sorrel creeping ; With the little Celandine, Crown, my Love, my Valentine. Pansies, on their lowly stems...
Page 8 - Demand of mee To rise and journey on life's way, I work for Thee. Or if, perchance, I sing some lay, Whate'er it bee, All that the idle verses say, They say of thee. For, if an eye whose liquid lighte, Gleams like the sea They sing, or tresses browne and brighte, They sing of thee. And if a wearie mood, or sad, Possesses mee, One thoughte can all times make mee glad, The thoughte of thee.