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THE
NEW MIRROR OF LOVE.
TO A LADY OF RESPECTABILITY.
Thou art my love, and thou alone;
Oh, both by day and night, I own,
For thee I pine:
My thoughts and dreams are all on thee
Then say, my fair one, wilt thou be
My Valentine?
Love thee—take it not amiss,
And, oh, supreme would be my bliss,
If thou wert mine:
Then say, my fair, if thou agree
To make me happy, and to be
My Valentine!
Beleive me, that by day and night,
I’d feel ineffable delight,
In being thine,
Then doubt me not, oh, do not fear,
For you shall find me every year
Thy Valentine.
