Waller instructs the lovely rose to go and tell the young lady; the love of his life; the reason why he wasted his time and hers, that by now she must know that when he compares her to the lovely rose, she seems to be extremely sweet and fair. To tell her about youth and everything that is young. She should always try to avoid having all her hidden graces seen in public. If she could only consider the fact that if the lovely rose sprung in the desert lands where no man permanently dwells, in that scorching heat, the rose must have died an uncommended death; not deserving of praise.
From the fading retired light, the worth of beauty is very small. Summon her to come forth and experience the suffering herself to be desired and never to blush so to be admired in a court of admiration. After the rose has completed its task it should die so that his woman, the common fate; the power that decides what happens; of all things rare may read in the face of the lovely rose of how small a part of time they share that are so wondrous, sweet and fair.