Have You Seen The Bright Lily Grow - Sting/Edin Karamazov
Have you seen but a bright lily grow
Before rude hands have touched it
Have you marked but the fall of snow
Before the soil hath smutched it
Have you felt the wool of beaver
Or swan's down ever
Or have smelt o' the bud o' the brier
Or the nard in the fire
Or have tasted the bag of the bee
O so white O so soft
O so sweet is she
So sweet is she
O so white O so soft
O so sweet is she
So sweet is she
