Ile tell you how the Rose did first grow redde,
And whence the Lilly whitenesse borrowed:
You blusht, and then the Rose with redde was dight:
The Lillies kissde your hands, and so came white:
Before that time each Rose had but a stayne,
The Lilly nought but palenesse did containe:
You have the native colour, these the dye;
They flourish only in your livery.
More verses by William Strode
- A Paralell Between Bowling And Preferment
- A Necklace
- A Song On The Baths
- On The Picture Of Two Dolphins In A Fountayne
- Chloris In The Snow