by Anonymous / Unidentified Author
I always loved to call my lady Rose
Language: English
I always loved to call my lady Rose, For in her cheeks roses do sweetly glose, And from her lips she such sweet odours threw As roses do ’gainst Phœbus’ morning-view: But when I thought to pull’t, hope was bereft me, — My rose was gone and naught but prickles left me.
Lyrics from the Song-Books of the Elizabethan Age, ed. by A. H. Bullen, London, John C. Nimmo, 1887, pages 40-41.
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Authorship:
- by Anonymous / Unidentified Author [author's text not yet checked against a primary source]
Musical settings (art songs, Lieder, mélodies, (etc.), choral pieces, and other vocal works set to this text), listed by composer (not necessarily exhaustive):
- by Henry Lichfild (d. 1613), "I always loved to call my lady Rose", published 1613 [madrigal], from the collection First Set of Madrigals, chorus [text verified 1 time]
Researcher for this text: Emily Ezust [Administrator]
This text was added to the website: 2014-02-25
Line count: 6
Word count: 52