by Anonymous / Unidentified Author

Go, Rose, my Chloe's bosom grace
 (Sung text for setting by M. Greene)
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Language: English 
Go, Rose, my Chloe's bosom grace,
How happy should I prove,
Might I supply that envy'd place
With never fading love.
There Phoenix like, beneath her eye,
Involv'd in fragrance burn and die.
Know, hapless flower,
That thou shalt find more fragrant roses there.
I see thy with'ring head reclin'd
With envy and despair.
One common fate we both must prove,
You die with envy, I with love.

Composition:

    Set to music by Maurice Greene (1696 - 1755), "Go, Rose, my Chloe's bosom grace"

Text Authorship:

  • by Anonymous / Unidentified Author

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This text was added to the website: 2009-11-16
Line count: 12
Word count: 68