Thomas Campion

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1. Now hath Flora robde her bowres

    Now hath Flora rob'd her bowers
    To befrend this place with flowers;
           Strowe aboute, strowe aboute,
    The Skye rayn'd neuer kindlyer Showers.
    Flowers with Bridalls well agree,
    Fresh as Brides, and Bridgromes be,
           Strowe aboute, strowe aboute,
    And mixe them with fit melodie.
           Earth hath no Princelier flowers
    Then Roses white, and Roses red,
    But they must still be mingled.
    And as a Rose new pluckt from Venus thorne,
    So doth a Bride her Bride groomes bed adorne.


    Diuers diuers Flowers affect
    For some priuate deare respect,
           Strowe about, strow about,
    Let euery one his owne protect.
    But hees none of Floras friend
    That will not the Rose commend.
           Strow about, strow about,
    Let Princes Princely flowers defend.
           Roses, the Gardens pride,
    Are flowers for loue, and flowers for Kinges,
    In courts desir'd, and Weddings.
    And as a Rose in Venus bosome worne,
    So doth a Bridegroome his Brides bed adorne. 
    

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