1. A flock of houris most fair,
Like blossoms their visage bare,

2. Inspired me and encircled round,
So flowed my thoughts profound,

3. Inspired me and made doubt,
That I a poet stout,

4. When they my merit attest,
To their grace I'm ever blest,

5. To the muse my thanks I address,
And Ameena I wish to impress.