James Russell Lowell

A Valentine

Let others wonder what fair face
 Upon their path shall shine,
And, fancying half, half hoping, trace
 Some maiden shape of tenderest grace
     To be their Valentine.
 
Let other hearts with tremor sweet
 One secret wish enshrine
That Fate may lead their happy feet
 Fair Julia in the lane to meet
     To be their Valentine.
 
But I, far happier, am secure;
 I know the eyes benign,
The face more beautiful and pure
 Than fancy’s fairest portraiture
     That mark my Valentine.
 
More than when first I singled, thee,
 This only prayer is mine,-
That, in the years I yet shall see.
 As, darling, in the past, thou’ll be
     My happy Valentine.
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