_The White Rose_ (Vol. iii., p. 407.).--The version which I have of the
beautiful lines quoted by your correspondent is (I quote from memory):
"If this fair rose offend thy sight
It on thy bosom wear,
'Twill blush to find itself less white,
And turn Lancastrian there."
The succeeding couplet has equal merit:
"But if thy ruby lip it spy
As kiss it thou mayst deign,
With envy pale 'twill lose its dye,
And Yorkist turn again."