"For this was on seynt Volantynys day Whan euery bryd comyth there to chese his make."

"Saint Valentine is past; Begin these wood-birds but to couple now?"

"Hayle Bishop Valentine whose day this is All the Ayre is thy Diocese And all the chirping Queristers And other birds …"

"The rose is red, the violet's blue The honey's sweet, and so are you. Thou are my love and I am thine; I drew thee to…"

"On paper curiously shaped Scribblers to-day of every sort, In verses Valentines yclep'd, To Venus chime their annual …"

"Muse, bid the Morn awake! Sad Winter now declines, Each bird doth choose a mate; This day's Saint Valentine's. For th…"

"Oft have I heard both youths and virgins say, Birds chuse their mates and couple too this day: But by their flight I …"

"No popular respect will I omit To do the honour on this happy day, When every loyal lover tasks his wit His simple tr…"

"Oh, cruel heart! ere these posthumous papers Have met thine eyes, I shall be out of breath; Those cruel eyes, like tw…"

"Hail to thy returning festival, old Bishop Valentine! Great is thy name in the rubric, Thou venerable arch flamen of …"