Thomas Heywood


A Rose And A Nettle

WHAT atime herbs and weeds, and such things could talk,
A man in his garden one day did walk,
Spying a nettle green (as th'emeraude) spread
In a bed of roses like the ruby red.
Between which two colours he thought, by his eye,
The green nettle did the red rose beautify.
'Howbeit,' he ask'd the nettle, 'what thing
Made him so pert? so nigh the rose to spring?'
'I grow here with these roses,' said the nettle,

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