CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Damask Roses
Lady, when I behold the roses sprouting
Which clad in damask mantles deck the arbours
And then behold your lips where sweet love harbours
My eyes present me with a double doubting;
For, viewing both alike, hardly my mind supposes
Whether the roses be your lips or your lips the roses
Which clad in damask mantles deck the arbours
And then behold your lips where sweet love harbours
My eyes present me with a double doubting;
For, viewing both alike, hardly my mind supposes
Whether the roses be your lips or your lips the roses