Go, Lovely Rose
by Edmund Waller
Go, lovely Rose,—
Tell her that wastes her time and me,
That now she knows,
When I resemble her to thee,
How sweet and fair she seems to be.
Tell her that’s young,
And shuns to have her graces spied,
That hadst thou sprung
In deserts where no men abide,
Thou must have uncommended died.
Small is the worth
Of beauty from the light retir’d:
Bid her come forth,
Suffer herself to be desir’d,
And not blush so to be admir’d.
Then die, that she
The common fate of all things rare
May read in thee;
How small a part of time they share,
That are so wondrous sweet and fair.
beautiful
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Thanks Beth. 🙂
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An artful image and a beautiful poem to go with it!
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Thank you Tiny. 🙂
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Absolutely lovely! Both the picture and the poem! Thank you.
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Thank you for the nice comment Cecilia. 🙂
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Beautiful
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Thank you. 🙂
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i’ve always loved poems about roses, there are sooo many good ones. this one was so sweet/old fashioned. I pick poems from poets every Friday on my blog, so I’m thinking of which one I will use next!
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You’re right there are a lot of beautiful poems about roses. 🌹
I’m sure you’ll come up with some good ones. 🙂
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