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MASQUE AT THE MARRIAGE OF THE LORD HAYES: SONG. ROSES, by             Poet's Biography
First Line: Now hath flora robbed her bowers
Last Line: So doth a bridegroom his bride's bed adorn.
Subject(s): Love - Marital; Marriage; Wedded Love; Marriage - Love; Weddings; Husbands; Wives


Now hath Flora robbed her bowers
To befriend this place with flowers:
Strow about, strow about!
The sky rained never kindlier showers.
Flowers with bridals well agree,
Fresh as brides and bridegrooms be:
Strow about, strow about!
And mix them with fit melody.
Earth hath no princelier flowers
Than roses white and roses red,
But they must still be mingled:
And as a rose new plucked from Venus' thorn,
So doth a bride her bridegroom's bed adorn.

Divers divers flowers affect
For some private dear respect:
Strow about, strow about!
Let every one his own protect;
But he's none of Flora's friend
That will not the rose commend.
Strow about, strow about!
Let princes princely flowers defend:
Roses, the garden's pride,
Are flowers for love and flowers for king,
In courts desired and weddings:
And as a rose in Venus' bosom worn,
So doth a bridegroom his bride's bed adorn.





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