Go, happy rose, and interwove With other flowers bind my love. Tell her too, she must not be Longer flowing, longer free, That so oft has fettered me. Say, if she's fretful, I have bands Of pearl and gold to bind her hands; Tell her, if she struggle still, I have my the rods at will, For to tame, but not to kill. Take thou my blessing thus and go, And tell her this, but do not so! Lest a handsome anger fly Like a lightning from her eye, And burn thee up, as well as I.
- by Robert Herrick (1591 - 1674) [author's text not yet checked against a primary source]
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- by Charles Villiers Stanford, Sir (1852 - 1924), "To the rose", op. 19 (Six songs) no. 3. [ sung text verified 1 time]
Researcher for this text: Ted Perry
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