To Kate. (In Lieu Of A Valentine)

 Sweet Love and I had oft communed;
 We were, indeed, great friends,
And oft I sought his office, near
 Where Courtship Alley ends.


I used to sit with him, and smoke,
 And talk of your blue eyes,
And argue how I best might act
 To make your heart my prize.


He always seemed to have much time
 To hear me tell my joy,
So that I came to deem him but
 An idle, lazy boy.


But on St.
 Valentine his day,
 I found him hard at work,
As if he had a mighty task
 And did not dare to shirk;

And o’er his head there hung a card
 That made me haste away;
It bore these words—
 Please make it short.

This is my busy day!

And so, Sweet maiden; if I send
 No valentine, you see
The reason here; Love could not waste
 His precious time on me!

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