Classic Poem

Valerie is very young, —
Valerie is very fair,
Past the telling of the tongue,
Is the glory of her hair;
And the magic of her words
To the music of her voice,
Ringing, singing, seem to say,
" O thou son of man rejoice. "

Valerie is very young, —
O'er her brow in splendor rolled,
Shining strands of gold are strung,
Titian, trembling, might behold,
And my heart and soul are caught,
Captive, in the meshes there,
Valerie is very young, —
Valerie is very fair.