Classic Poem

Among the Princely Paragons,
bedect with dainty Diamonds,
Within mine eye, none doth come nie,
the sweet red Rose of England ,
The Lillies passe in brauery,
in Flanders, Spain , and Italy:
But yet the famous flower of France
doth honour the Rose of England .

As I abroad was walking,
I heard the small birds talking:
And euery one did frame her Song
in praise of the Rose of England ,
The Lillies, &c.

Caesar may vant of Victories,
and Craesus of his happinesse:
But he were blest, that might bear in his brest
the sweet red Rose of England ,
The Lillies, &c.

The brauest Lute bring hither,
and let vs sing together:
While I do ring on euery string,
the praise of the Rose of England ,
The Lillies, &c.

The sweet Perfumes and Spices,
the wise men brought to Iesus:
Did neuer smell a quarter so well
as doth the Rose of England ,
The Lillies, &c.

Then faire and princely flower,
that ouer my heart doth tower,
None may be compared to thee,
which art the fair Rose of England .
The Lillies, &c.