A poem for S. Valentine’s Day, inevitably. For the sake of continuity I thought I’d go for another from Robert Herrick. It’s got birds in it too.
To his Valentine, on S. Valentines day.
Oft have I heard both Youths and Virgins say,
Birds chuse their Mates, and couple too, this day:
But by their flight I never can divine,
When shall I couple with my Valentine.
I had no idea that, although Robert Herrick was himself born near Cheapside (very close to where I work, in fact), his family were from Leicestershire – his father born in Leicester and his grandfather in Stretton -so he just about qualifies as a Local Author !!!
The full story, or a version of it, is here – Herricks in Leicestershire