104 ROSE. 



A bed of Lilies flower upon her cheek, 

 And in the midst was set a circling Rose. 



p. FLETCHER. 



Its velvet lips the bashful Rose began 

 To show, and catch the kisses of the sun: 

 Some fuller blown, their crimson honours shed ; 

 Sweet smelt the golden chives that graced their head. 



FAWKES. 



The lady Lily, paler than the moon. 

 And Roses, laden with the breath of June. 



BARRY CORNWALL. 



There was the pouting Rose, both red and white. 



AXON. 



And first of all the Rose ; because its breath 

 Is rich beyond the rest ; and when it dies 

 It doth bequeath a charm to sweeten death. 



BARRY CORNWALL. 



And thou, most lovely Rose, 



Of tint most delicate. 



Fair consort of the morn ; 



Delighted to imbibe 



The genial dew of heaven. 



Rich vegetation's vermeil-tinctured gem. 



April's enchanting herald. 



Thou flower supremely blest. 



And queen of all the flowers, 



Thou forrnest around my locks 



