VALENTINE's
Day
.
By
the
Same
.
THE
tuneful
choir
in
amorous
strains
Accost
their
feather'd
loves
,
While
each
fond
mate
with
equal
pains
The
tender
suit
approves
.
With
chearful
hop
from
spray
to
spray
They
sport
along
the
meals
;
In
social
bliss
together
stray
,
Where
love
or
fancy
leads
.
Thro'
spring's
gay
scenes
each
happy
pair
Their
fluttering
joys
pursue
;
Its
various
charms
and
produce
share
,
For
ever
kind
and
true
.
Their
spritely
notes
from
every
shade
Their
mutual
loves
proclaim
;
Till
winter's
chilling
blasts
invade
,
And
damp
th'
enlivening
flame
.
Then
all
the
jocund
scene
declines
,
Nor
woods
nor
meads
delight
;
The
drooping
tribe
in
secret
pines
,
And
mourns
th'
unwelcome
sight
.
Go
,
blissful
warblers
!
timely
wise
,
Th'
instructive
moral
tell
!
Nor
thou
their
meaning
lays
despise
,
My
charming
Annabelle
!