English poem
On the Same Subject
by Anonymous
On this fair ground, with ravish'd eyes, We see a second Eden rise, As gay and glorious as the first, Before th' offending world was curst. While these bright nymphs the needle guide, To paint the rose in all her pride, Nature, like her, may blush to own Herself so far by art outdone. These flowers she rais'd with all her care, So blooming, so divinely fair! The glorious children of the sun, That David's regal heir out-shone, Were scarce like one of these array'd; They died, but these shalt never fade.