Mark how the bashful morn in vain br Courts the amorous marigold, br With sighing blasts and weeping rain, br Yet she refuses to unfold. br But when the planet of the day br Approacheth with his powerful ray, br The she spreads, then she receives br His warmer beams into her virgin leaves. br br So shalt thou thrive in love, fond boy; br If thy tears and sighs discover br Thy grief, thou never shalt enjoy br The just reward of a bold lover. br But when with moving accents thou br Shalt constant faith and service vow, br Thy Celia shall receive those charms br With open ears, and with unfolded arms.