Rose, plum, bud, flower

The Passionate Pilgrim, [10.1-6]. “Sweet rose, fair flower, untimely pluck’d, soon vaded,/ Pluck’d in the bud, and vaded in the spring!/ Bright orient pearl, alack, too timely shaded!/ Fair creature, kill’d too soon by death’s sharp sting!/ Like a green plum that hangs upon a tree,/ And falls, through wind, before the fall should be.”