NOT KNOWN FACTUAL STATEMENTS ABOUT POEM VALENTINE

O my Luve is sort of a purple, purple rose That’s recently sprung in June; O my Luve is such as the melody That’s sweetly played in tune. So good art thou, my bonnie lass, So deep in luve am I;...When little birds sighed, she would sigh back at them; Ah, when she moved, she moved more means than a person: The styles a vivid container can have!W