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18 Oh! can you think that heart untrue

That glows with ardent love for you?

Or think my vows are insincere,

And that I faithless shall appear?

Ah, no! by all that’s good and fair,

Your love shall be my chiefest care,

And heav’n and earth shall witness be,

That mortal never lov’d like me!

How oft, my fair one, hast thou said,

Nor canst thou the dear truth disown,—

Thou wouldst not change thy constant love

To be the partner of a throne!

Accept this little trifle, pray,

Do not the gift decline;

For the acceptance then will say,

Thou’lt be my Valentine.

Though to no value it has claim,

It is of love the sign:

Then let the donor of the same

Be deemed thy Valentine.

I ask not wealth—the rich we see

Oft wretched ’midst their pelf:

Thy merit is enough for me;

A treasure in itself.

O had I bags of glittering gold,

The whole would I resign,

As mine my charmer to behold,

And be her Valentine.

Thou art my love, and thou alone;

O, both by day and night, I own,

My thoughts and dreams are all on thee;

Then say, my fair one, wilt thou be