"Mignonne" by G. Costeley : Performed by Vocal Point, Student Led Acappella at SFSU

"Fair maid, consider how the rose which in the dawn wakes to disclose her robe of crimson to the sun, shall fade ere evening vespers call, and let her crimson'd raiment now fall, lose her fair blush so like thine own.
Ah, how e mourn her little glory, air maid, how sad her little story. Ah! Alas, such beauty to betray. Oh! Nature hath a weapon cruel, a flow'r as pure as any jewel to perish in a single day! Then hark unto my words, fair maiden, let not thy beauty waste away.
Youth is a time to pleasure gather: E'en as the rose, old age shall wither Thy splendor in a single day."