The Rose Tree

A ROSE Tree in full bearing, Had sweet flowers fair to see, One Rose beyond comparing, For beauty attracted me. Tho' eager once to win it, Lovely, blooming, fresh and gay I find a canker in it, And now I throw it far away. I find a canker, &c.

How fine this morning early, The sun shining clear and bright So late I lov'd you dearly, But now l've lost each fond delight. The clouds seem'd big with showers, Suny beams no more are seen, Farewel ye fleeting hours, Since your false heart has chang'd the scene, Farewell ye, &c.