You are so beautiful; Thou art fair, mine own sweeting. Thou art like unto a rose in a meadow of tulips, for thou dost stand amongst them. Thy beauty doth draw mine eyes and toucheth mine soul. All of creation doth proclaim thy presence, and the angels weep at thy gaze. The Lord knoweth how greatly I yearn for one so divine as thee. Mine fair lady, thou truly art the most wondrous being in all the realm.