Yesterday I neglected to repost, on the very Eve of St. Agnes, a PODCAzT I made a while back. HERE
It is imbued with the revival of romantic, courtly love which was coming back into vogue in the early 19th century. The poem takes inspiration in part from a superstition, which I explain in an introduction.
The Eve of St Agnes would inspire the Pre-Raphaelites, as a matter of fact. One of their circle, was Christina Rossetti, a poet in her own right.
Christina Rossetti wrote a poem which later was made into a Christmas carol: In the Bleak Midwinter. We are still within the Christmas cycle until Candlemas, after all.
When I first posted this, a few prudish knuckleheads had a spittle-flecked nutty in my combox, but we pretty much ignored or deleted them.