To a Friend

Under hedges the violets are coming in bloom
& the Pilewort it shines like the Sun
The Spring it is bursting from the winters cold Tomb
& the sun of Life's smiles has begun.

Tis Valentine's Day to morrow fair maid
& the Snowdrops are looking for thee
The Crocus has got his gold suit ready made
& hopes thy companion to be.

So out of two sweethearts be sure & chuse one
While chusing is left to thy choice
For Valentine day only comes to be gone
& then true love will be left without voice
Giles Scroggins.
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