The fair young virgin - But not so soon (William Byrd)
- Editor: David Fraser (submitted 2009-01-05). Score information: A4, 9 pages, 157 kB Copyright: CPDL
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Original text and translations
The fayre yong Virgin is lyke the rose untaynted,
in garden fayre while tender stalke doth beare it,
sole and untoucht, with no resort acquainted,
no shepherd nor his flock doth once come neare it,
th’ayre full of sweetnesse, the morning fresh depainted,
the earth, the water, with all theyr favours cheare it,
daintie yong gallants, and ladyes most desired,
delight to have therewith their heads and breasts attyred.
But not so soone, from greene stock where it growed,
the same is pluckt, and from the braunch removed,
as lost is all from heaven and earth that flowed,
both favour grace & beauty best beloved.
The virgen fayre, that hath the flowre bestowed,
which more then life to gard it her behoved,
loseth her prayse & is no more desired,
of those that late unto her love aspired.