Song. "You gave your love a posy and she set it on a stand"

You gave your love a posy and she set it on a stand,
  Where it freshly bloom'd and sweetly did smell:
  I gave my love a daisy and she held it in her hand,
  Till it died—because she loved it so well.
  You gave your love a jewel and she laid it safe apart,
  Where it shone like the stars in Heav'n that dwell:
  I gave my love a rosebud and she wore it on her heart,
  Till it died—because she loved it so well.