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Sweet Valentine !—my Valentine , The wreath I twine Of myrtle green Is bright as those blest hours have been Since first I joyed to call thee mine Own Valentine ! And so we'll love , and so we'll prove Of heaven above The dearest joy ; And so we'll live , and so we'll die , Thy heart to mine , my heart to thine , Dear Valentine !
Chorus . Hail to thee St . Valentine ! Thus we own thy power divine . St . Valentine—( reads ) . THE WORLD ' S VALENTINE .
To every thing that lives and moves , Happy lives and happy loves ! Flowers that blossom , Bees i' their bosom , Fish in river , Joying ever Where the merry sunbeams quiver :
Bird of eyrie , Nestling weary ; Shepherd counting , Flock of mountain , Beasts that drink at desert fountain :
Faun of wild wood , Dream of childhood ; F ' airy springing , Blue-bell ringing , Round the moonlit-circle winging :
Sweet human faces , Differing races , Eyes revealing Every feeling To the human heart appealing , To all that makes this earth a shrine Of worship to a power divine , A happy , happy Valentine ! 'Tis the last ! our orgies cease ; Farewell all—and part in pence !