Full Lyrics
Goe, lovely rose,
Goe, lovely rose,
Goe, lovely, lovely rose,
tell her that wastes her time and mee,
tell her that wastes her time and mee,
tell her that wastes her time and mee,
that now she knows, she knows,
that now she knows, she knows,
that now she knows
when I resemble her to thee,
when I resemble her to thee,
when I resemble her to thee,
how sweet and fair she seems to be.
how sweet and fair she seems to be.
she seems to be
she seems to be.
Tell her that's young
And shuns to have her graces spied
That hadst thou sprung,
in deserts where no man abide
Thou must uncommended died
Small is the worth
Of beauty from the light retir'd
Bid her come forth,
Suffer herselfe to be desir'd
And not blush so to be admir'd
Then dye, that shee
The common fate of all things rare
May read in thee,
How small a part of time they share
That are so wondrous sweet and fayre
