Come, be my Valentine! I'll gather eglantine, Cowslips and sops-in-wine, With fragrant roses. Down by thy Phillis sit, She with white lilies will get And white daffodils fit To make these posies. I have a milk-white lamb, New taken from the dam, It comes where'er I am When I call "Willy:" I have a wanton kid Under my apron hid, A colt that never was rid, A pretty filly. I bear in sign of love A sparrow in my glove, And in my breast a dove, These shall all be thine: Besides of sheep a flock, Which yieldeth many a lock, And this shall be thy stock: Come, be my Valentine! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SPOON RIVER ANTHOLOGY: IMANUEL EHRENHARDT by EDGAR LEE MASTERS HOMAGE TO SEXTUS PROPERTIUS: 11 by EZRA POUND GO SLEEP, MA HONEY by EDWARD D. BARKER MOUNTAINEER AND POET by ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING TO THE FRINGED GENTIAN by WILLIAM CULLEN BRYANT IN THE GARDEN (1) by EMILY DICKINSON SONNET WRITTEN IN DISGUST OF VULGAR SUPERSTITION by JOHN KEATS |