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 NEW MIRROR OF LOVE.

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.