Valentine's First Letters
V alentine was a martyr for the Faith Divine,
A priestly man was he from a House so fine.
L overs he secretly married, as they waited in line,
E mperor Claudius's soldiers preferred to wine and dine.
N o man wanted to fight, to march up the Rhine.
T he Emperor told Valentine, your head is mine,
I ndeed at the Lupercalia in front of Junos' shrine,
N o heart was worn on his sleeve, but soon became the sign,
E ach and every lover remembers Saint Valentine.
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