THIS DAY IN HISTORY – St. Valentine beheaded – 278 AD

Via History.com

On February 14, around the year 278A.D., Valentine, a holy priest in Rome in the days of Emperor Claudius II, was executed.

Under the rule of Claudius the Cruel, Rome was involved in many unpopular and bloody campaigns. The emperor had to maintain a strong army, but was having a difficult time getting soldiers to join his military leagues. Claudius believed that Roman men were unwilling to join the army because of their strong attachment to their wives and families.

To get rid of the problem, Claudius banned all marriages and engagements in Rome. Valentine, realizing the injustice of the decree, defied Claudius and continued to perform marriages for young lovers in secret.

When Valentine’s actions were discovered, Claudius ordered that he be put to death. Valentine was arrested and dragged before the Prefect of Rome, who condemned him to be beaten to death with clubs and to have his head cut off. The sentence was carried out on February 14, on or about the year 270.

Legend also has it that while in jail, St. Valentine left a farewell note for the jailer’s daughter, who had become his friend, and signed it “From Your Valentine.”

For his great service, Valentine was named a saint after his death.

In truth, the exact origins and identity of St. Valentine are unclear. According to the Catholic Encyclopedia, “At least three different Saint Valentines, all of them martyrs, are mentioned in the early martyrologies under the date of 14 February.” One was a priest in Rome, the second one was a bishop of Interamna (now Terni, Italy) and the third St. Valentine was a martyr in the Roman province of Africa.

Legends vary on how the martyr’s name became connected with romance. The date of his death may have become mingled with the Feast of Lupercalia, a pagan festival of love. On these occasions, the names of young women were placed in a box, from which they were drawn by the men as chance directed. In 496 AD, Pope Gelasius decided to put an end to the Feast of Lupercalia, and he declared that February 14 be celebrated as St Valentine’s Day.

Gradually, February 14 became a date for exchanging love messages, poems and simple gifts such as flowers.

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KeyserSusie
KeyserSusie
February 14, 2019 5:49 pm

Echo and Narcissus
A Valentine Reflection

A murmur of yearning, learning what is the purpose of the familiar press of your hand in mine.

A whisper of memory, yesterday’s haphazard encounters morphed into delightful design.

In this purpose, the mid Second-month nurturing the Daffodil ~ manifest in unfolding yellow beauty.

In this fashioning, form from itinerant intentions lapsed from any mitigated residual duty.

Todd Anderson’s Blanket, truth-like that always leaves your feet cold, lays on my bed while I lie idle.

I echo, the ‘sweaty-toothed madman’s yawp’ devoid of a younger man’s romantic recital.

Heart shaped boxes, filled with pages recalled and none recanted while I am too young to regret.

Music and dance, this tune croons may your day and night be empty of any want unmet.

`
VALENTINE
~

Tease me gently with a gentle word
Tell me phrases I’ve never heard
Part your lips with honest praise
Give me thoughts without delays
~

Linger here within my touch
Give desires more than much
Treat me to a blissful scent
Poise my passions still unspent
~

Deliver smiles I do command
My heaven in a grain of sand
Feckless feats of sweet romance
I twirl and leap a solo dance
~

Claude Strickland
Claude Strickland
  KeyserSusie
February 14, 2019 5:59 pm