Of certaine Flowers sent him by his Loue vpon suspicion of chaunge

YOur Flowers for their hue
were fresh and faire to see:
Yet was your meaning not so true
as you it thought to bée.
In that you sent me Bame,
I iudge you ment thereby,
That cleane extinct was all my flame
from whence no sparckes did flie.
Your Fenell did declare
(as simple men can show)
That flattrie in my breast I bare
where friendship ought to grow.
A Daysie doth expresse
great follie to remaine,
I speake it not by roate or gesse,
your meaning was so plaine.
Rosemarie put in minde
that Bayes weare out of thought:
And Loueinydle came behinde
for Loue that long was sought.
Your Cowslips did portende
that care was layde away:
And Eglantyne did make an ende
where swéete with sower lay:
As though the leaues at furst
were swéete when Loue began:
But now in proofe the pricks were curst,
and hurtfull to the Man.