Song
Why does azure deck the sky?
’Tis to be like thy looks of blue.
Why is red the rose’s dye?
Because it is thy blushes’ hue.
All that’s fair, by Love’s decree,
Has been made resembling thee!
Why is falling snow so white,
But to be like thy bosom fair!
Why are solar beams so bright?
That they may seem thy golden hair!
All that’s bright, by Love’s decree,
Has been made resembling thee!
Why are nature’s beauties felt?
Oh! ’tis thine in her we see!
Why has music power to melt?
Oh! because it speaks like thee.
All that’s sweet, by Love’s decree,
Has been made resembling thee!