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[A rose, as faire as euer saw the North]

A rose, as faire as euer saw the North,
Grew in a little Garden all alone;
A sweeter flowre did Nature ne're put forth,
Nor fairer Garden yet was never knowne:
The Maydens danc't about it more & more,
And learned Bards of it their ditties made;
The Nimble Fairyes, by the palefac'd moone,
Wattr'd the roote, & kiss'd her pretty shade.
But welladaye, the Gardner careles grewe;
The maids & Fairyes both were kept awaye,
And in a drought the caterpillers threw
Themselues vpon the Bird & euery spraye.
God shield the stock! if heaven send noe supplyes,
The fairest Blossom of the Garden dyes.