So, so

So, so,
Lo lilies, fade, before the roses show
Themselves in bow-dye, summer's livery.
Feasting the curious eye
With choice variety,
While as before
We did adore
Narcissus in his prime.
Now roses do delight
The nicer appetite:
Such is the vast disparity of time.

So, so,
One woman fades before another know
What 'tis to be in love; but in a trice
All men do sacrifice
To th' latter and despise
Her whom before
They did adore
Like lilies in their prime.
Since now her sparkling eyes
Are darkened in disguise:
Such is the sad disparity of time.
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