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Arthur Quiller-Couch, ed. 1919. The Oxford Book of English Verse: 1250–1900.

William Browne, of Tavistock. 1588–1643

242. The Rose

A ROSE, as fair as ever saw the North, 
Grew in a little garden all alone; 
A sweeter flower did Nature ne’er put forth, 
Nor fairer garden yet was never known: 
The maidens danced about it morn and noon,         5
And learnèd bards of it their ditties made; 
The nimble fairies by the pale-faced moon 
Water’d the root and kiss’d her pretty shade. 
But well-a-day!—the gardener careless grew; 
The maids and fairies both were kept away,  10
And in a drought the caterpillars threw 
Themselves upon the bud and every spray. 
  God shield the stock! If heaven send no supplies, 
  The fairest blossom of the garden dies.