Since on this ever happy day, all nature's full of love and play,
yet harmless still if my design, 'tis but to be your Valentine.
yet harmless still if my design, 'tis but to be your Valentine.
— World's Oldest Printed Valentine Card
The card features the word Love and a hand-drawn dove and hearts on the front, and inside a handwritten poem that begins, "Life they say is but a span, let's be happy while we can."
The sender probably cribbed the poem, as in the 18th century you could buy books full of suggested verses for lovers.
The world's oldest printed Valentine's card, dating from 1797, features hand-tinted cupids on the outside, surrounded by the verse quoted above.
The card was sent by a certain Miss Mossday to Mr. Brown of Dover Place, Kent Road, London.
Inside she wrote, "As I have repeatedly requested you to come, I think you must have some reason for not complying with my request. But as I have something particular to say to you, I could wish you make it all agreeable to come on Sunday without fail."
Clearly, she didn't copy that from a book.
Two centuries later, we still send our squeezes cards on Valentine's Day.
Most of us rely on Hallmark to express our feelings.
But if you're feeling lovey-dovey this Valentine's Day, you might consider buying a blank card and using Poem Generator to pen a love poem.
For My Lovely Rose
A Love Poem by Bob
Roses are red,
Violets are blue,
Ladies are lovely,
And so are you.
Orchids are white,
Ghost ones are rare,
My speech is free,
And so is your hair.
Magnolia grows,
With buds like eggs,
Hands are shapely,
And so are your legs.
Sunflowers reach,
Up to the skies,
Your grin is foxy,
And so are your eyes.
Foxgloves in hedges,
Surround the farms,
My air is warm,
And so are your arms.
Daisies are pretty,
Daffies have style,
A baby is cute,
And so is your smile.
Violets are blue,
Ladies are lovely,
And so are you.
Orchids are white,
Ghost ones are rare,
My speech is free,
And so is your hair.
Magnolia grows,
With buds like eggs,
Hands are shapely,
And so are your legs.
Sunflowers reach,
Up to the skies,
Your grin is foxy,
And so are your eyes.
Foxgloves in hedges,
Surround the farms,
My air is warm,
And so are your arms.
Daisies are pretty,
Daffies have style,
A baby is cute,
And so is your smile.