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Sonnet. For the 14th of February. Oh, cruel heart! ere these posthumous papers Have met thine eyes, I shall be out of breath; Those cruel eyes, like two funereal tapers, Have only lighted me the way to death. Perchance thou wilt extinguish them in vapours, When I am gone, and green grass covereth lover, lost; Thy lover, lost; but it will be in vainbut it will be in vain- It will not bring the vital spark again.

Hail to thy returning festival, old Bishop Valentine! Great is thy name in the rubric, Thou venerable arch flamen of Hymen. * * * Like unto thee Like unto thee, assuredly, there is no other calendar.— CHARLES LAMB — Essays. Valentine's