The Works in Verse and Prose of Nicholas Breton For the First Time Collected and Edited: With Memorial-Introduction, Notes and Illustrations, Glossarial Index, Facsimilies, &c. By the Rev. Alexander B. Grosart. In Two Volumes |
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Another Toye written in the praise of a Gilliflower, at the request of Gentlewomen: and one, aboue the rest, who loued that Flower.
If I should choose a prety Flower,
For seemely show, and sweetest sente:
In my minde, sure, the Gilliflower
I should commend, where so I wente:
And if neede be, good reasen too
I can alledge why so I doe.
For seemely show, and sweetest sente:
In my minde, sure, the Gilliflower
I should commend, where so I wente:
And if neede be, good reasen too
I can alledge why so I doe.
The Crimson coulour, fyrst of all,
Dooth make it seemely to the eye:
The pleasaunt savour therewithall
Comfortes the braine too, by and by:
For collour then and sweetest smell
The Gilliflower must beare the Bell.
Dooth make it seemely to the eye:
The pleasaunt savour therewithall
Comfortes the braine too, by and by:
For collour then and sweetest smell
The Gilliflower must beare the Bell.
This is in Pots preserued we see,
And trimly tended euery day:
And so it dooth deserue to bee,
For sure, if I mought plainly say:
If it would prosper in my Bedde,
I would haue one at my Beds head.
And trimly tended euery day:
And so it dooth deserue to bee,
For sure, if I mought plainly say:
If it would prosper in my Bedde,
I would haue one at my Beds head.
What laugh you at? you thinke I iest,
I meane plaine troth, I promise ye:
The Gilliflower dooth like me best
Of all the Flowers that ere I see.
And who that dooth mislike the same,
In my minde, shall be much too blame.
I meane plaine troth, I promise ye:
The Gilliflower dooth like me best
Of all the Flowers that ere I see.
And who that dooth mislike the same,
In my minde, shall be much too blame.
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