A Song
Loose no time nor youth but be
kinde to men as they to thee
the faire Lyllyes that now grow
in thy cheekes & purely show
the cherry & the rose that blow
if too long they hang & wast
winter comes & all will blast
thou art ripe full ripe for men
in thy sweet be gathred then.
kinde to men as they to thee
the faire Lyllyes that now grow
in thy cheekes & purely show
the cherry & the rose that blow
if too long they hang & wast
winter comes & all will blast
thou art ripe full ripe for men
in thy sweet be gathred then.
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