richard mitchley - thomas hood - flowers lyrics
i will not have the mad clytie
whose head is turned by the sun;
the tulip is a courtly queen
whom, therefore, i will shun;
the cowslip is a country wench
the violet is a nun; +
but i will woo the dainty rose
the queen of everyone
the pea is but a wanton witch
in too much haste to wed
and clasps her rings on every hand
the wolfsbane i should dread; +
nor will i dreary rosemary
that always mourns the dead; +
but i will woo the dainty rose
with her cheeks of tender red
the lily is all in whitе, like a saint
and so is no mate for me +
and thе daisy’s cheek is tipped with blush
she is of such low degree;
jasmine is sweet, and has many loves
and the broom’s betrothed to the bee; +
but i will plight with the dainty rose
for fairest of all is she
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