SURELY the mornin' Cupid was born in Ought to be kept, 'tis Valentine's day, Father and Mother, Sister and Brother; This, that and t'other may preach as they may, But nothing shall hinder a peep at the @3winder@1 To see if the postman is over the way. Their hearts they go pit-a-pat, pit-a-pat, pit-a-pat, Fluttered and flurried on Valentine's Day. Sure, of all days that ever were dated, Valentine's Day is the fullest of news; Then every lass expects to be mated And Cupid goes round collecting his dues! And levies a door-rate, like parish or poor-rate, By getting the Postman to stand in his shoes; Their hearts they go pit-a-pat, pit-a-pat, pit-a-pat, Fluttered and flurried on Valentine's Day. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE COUNTESS CATHLEEN IN PARADISE by WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS A THOUGHT by WILLIAM HENRY DAVIES RIDDLE ON THE LETTER H (2) by CATHERINE MARIA FANSHAWE THE SETTLER: AMERICA IN THE MAKING by ALFRED BILLINGS STREET THE PRINCESS: SONG by ALFRED TENNYSON THE BATTLE AUTUMN OF 1862 by JOHN GREENLEAF WHITTIER THE GRAVE OF HOMER by ALCAEUS OF MESSENE |