SURELY the mornin' Cupid was born in Ought to be kept, 'tis Valentine's day, Father and Mother, Sister and Brother; This, that and t'other may preach as they may, But nothing shall hinder a peep at the @3winder@1 To see if the postman is over the way. Their hearts they go pit-a-pat, pit-a-pat, pit-a-pat, Fluttered and flurried on Valentine's Day. Sure, of all days that ever were dated, Valentine's Day is the fullest of news; Then every lass expects to be mated And Cupid goes round collecting his dues! And levies a door-rate, like parish or poor-rate, By getting the Postman to stand in his shoes; Their hearts they go pit-a-pat, pit-a-pat, pit-a-pat, Fluttered and flurried on Valentine's Day. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SPRING'S NEBRASKA by KAREN SWENSON THE BETTER PART by MATTHEW ARNOLD OZYMANDIAS REVISITED by MORRIS GILBERT BISHOP THE LEAK IN THE DIKE; A STORY OF HOLLAND by PHOEBE CARY TOM MOONEY by WILLIAM ELLERY LEONARD COMMEMORATIVE OF A NAVAL VICTORY by HERMAN MELVILLE THE BEST MEMORIAL by AGATHIAS SCHOLASTICUS |