My Love could walk in richer hues
  Than any bird of paradise,
And no one envy her her dress:
  Since in her looks the world would see
A robin's love and friendliness.

And she could be the Lily fair,
  More richly dressed than all her kind,
And no one envy her her gain:
  Since in her looks the world would see
A daisy that was sweet and plain,

Oh, she could sit like any queen
  That's nailed by diamonds to a throne,
Her splendour envied by not one:
  Since in her looks the world would see
A queen that's more than half a nun.