VALENTINE
GREAT Antony, I drink to thee,
The Roman lover bold,
Who knew the worth of love and earth
And gave the dross for gold.
Rich Antony, I envy thee,
Who hadst a world to stake,
And, win or lose, didst bravely choose
To risk it for Her sake.
Poor Antony, I pity thee,
So small a world was thine,
I’d scorn to lay the prize to-day
Before my Valentine!
James Jeffrey Roche.