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The story of the very first Valentines stems from a poem. Saint Valentine served as a priest during the reign of Emperor Claudius. Saint Valentine defied a marriage law in acted by Claudius, so the emperor had Saint Valentine jailed. Legend has it that St. Valentine left a farewell note for the jailer’s daughter, who had become his friend, and signed it, “From your Valentine” before his execution. Since then the tradition of love notes and love poems have enchanted us on the Valentines season. Later, emerged Valentine cards in the 1800’s with various sentimental love poems to be shared by loved ones on Valentines Day to this very day.
that one day when it all started you were there and i was here we often wonder why things happen to the ones we love and we often figure that ..........
if the heart could speak what would it say we try and tell of the feelings that are deep within us from day to day love is a vast emotion it can ..........
roses are red, violets are blue. i wish i would die, how 'bout you? every second, every breath, i am getting closer to my death. when i dive, ..........
there's nothing in this world that can express my love you're as beautiful as an angel and pure as a dove. around the world i've searched and ..........
i was lonely, sad, and blue until the day that i meet you. you came into my life and changed it around turned my frown upside down. when we are near my ..........
my valentine wish my valentine wish for my sweetheart this year is to give him some special birthday cheer. my darling and cupid share this red-letter ..........
once again valentines day has arrived, as i sit here and contemplate with butterflies inside it is time to toss all hang-ups aside, as i muster the ..........
how my heart aches for you tonight, on this blue valentine's day, no chocolate sweets or kisses for me, from those lips that made me feel loved, my dear ..........
Young Peggy blooms our boniest lass,
Her blush is like the morning,
The rosy dawn, the springing grass,
With early gems adorning.
Her eyes outshine the radiant beams
That gild the passing shower,
And glitter o'er the crystal streams,
And cheer each fresh'ning flower.
Her lips, more than the cherries bright,
A richer dye has graced them;
They charm th' admiring gazer's sight,
And sweetly tempt to taste them;
Her smile is as the evening mild,
When feather'd pairs are courting,
And little lambkins wanton wild,
In playful bands disporting.
Were Fortune lovely Peggy's foe,
Such sweetness would relent her;
As blooming spring unbends the brow
Of surly, savage Winter.
Detraction's eye no aim can gain,
Her winning pow'rs to lessen;
And fretful Envy grins in vain
The poison'd tooth to fasten.
Ye Pow'rs of Honour, Love, and Truth,
From ev'ry ill defend her!
Inspire the highly-favour'd youth
The destinies intend her:
Still fan the sweet connubial flame
Responsive in each bosom;
And bless the dear parental name
With many a filial blossom.
