Go, lovely Rose <br />Tell her that wastes her time and me, <br />That now she knows, <br />When I resemble her to thee, <br />How sweet and fair she seems to be. <br /> <br />Tell her that's young, <br />And shuns to have her graces spied, <br /> <br />That hadst thou sprung <br />In deserts where no men abide, <br />Thou must have uncommended died. <br /> <br />Small is the worth <br />Of beauty from the light retired; <br />Bid her come forth, <br />Suffer herself to be desired, <br />And not blush so to be admired. <br /> <br />Then die - that she <br />The common fate of all things rare <br /> <br />May read in thee; <br />How small a part of time they share, <br />That are so wondrous sweet and fair! ! ! !<br /><br />Ayesha Raoof<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/go-lovely-rose-2/
