I've seen one like a rose,
Permit to pluck thee
First sight I doze,
Thanks be thou who made me see

This breed is special,
Thou made of meek and honey
What could be more vital,
If thou isn't a journey 

Permit to make thee a garden,
Where birds would be guards 
There none would be stolen,
Thy fairness told with regards 

A being stunning like snow,
With thee I sow!