Round Time’s dial thronged the hours,
Masking in the Masque of Flowers
Like knights and ladies fair be-dight
In silk attire, both red and white.
And as the winds about them played,
And shook the flowers or disarrayed,
Round Time’s dial thronged the hours,
Masking in the Masque of Flowers
Like knights and ladies fair be-dight
In silk attire, both red and white.
And as the winds about them played,
And shook the flowers or disarrayed,