. St. Nicholas [serial]. A VALENTINE. By Harriet F. Blodgett. Prithee, little maiden mine, Will you be my Valentine ? Long and long I ve been a-roaming, Waiting for my true-loves coming ; Now I ve found you, maiden mine, Will you be my Valentine ? Though you dance with merry laugh As I lean upon my staff, Though your cheeks have dimples growing Where my wrinkles deep are showing:Still, sweetheart, I will not pineWhile you are my Valentine. Take them, sweeting, all for you, Bright with sun and bathed in dew. Never mind the wintry weather; You and I will dream together;Youth and spring again are

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. St. Nicholas [serial]. A VALENTINE. By Harriet F. Blodgett. Prithee, little maiden mine, Will you be my Valentine ? Long and long I ve been a-roaming, Waiting for my true-loves coming ; Now I ve found you, maiden mine, Will you be my Valentine ? Though you dance with merry laugh As I lean upon my staff, Though your cheeks have dimples growing Where my wrinkles deep are showing:Still, sweetheart, I will not pineWhile you are my Valentine. Take them, sweeting, all for you, Bright with sun and bathed in dew. Never mind the wintry weather; You and I will dream together;Youth and spring again are mineWhen with you, my Valentine. m m m w w m w w w m. tfi^pyJliRael

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