1. A maiden passed by bending softly
Like a branch its youth the zephyr breathes into

2. She walked on and none alive but one
Whose heart to follow her had flown

3. When her glances fall they strike
Awe within the soul that's like

4. Her face is beautiful as heaven's bowers
Think you Eden unto sight now flowers

5. Her hair lies curled upon her head
Like burning hyacinths, rich red

6. Resembling torches brightly burning
Their arrows darting, rays sunward turning

7. Full many a questioned glance have I
Sent up in praise of God on high

8. And cried in wonder, "Look now, look
On this bright treasure, this beauty unsoiled!"

9. A jewel she on peak of fame
When eyes fly to her, seized with shame.